Turn

liated in front of the whole dining room had made Da

at me and barked, "Amaya, stop making a scene and apologize t

mp my heel down on Davey's leather shoe, but he pulled

into his blotchy, furious face. "Let go of me right now

ked me a step closer to his wet che

aking a scene, or me and your foster mother?" he sneered. "Carlene practically handed

ff me! I already

slipped out before

ad silent. Both Car

ou making up now? You spend every single day either locked in that attic r

mocking laugh, though he finally loosened his gr

looking thoroughly disgusted. "Stop flattering yourself, Amaya. Everyo

he wall, cradling my throbbing wrist

er. "I wouldn't touch Brodie-or you-with a ten-foot pole!

amp pinstriped jacket, looking en

is he, princess? Call him up right now. Let's see what k

threatened, stepping in close to my o

ard to set up for you, don't bother coming back to Cambridge tonight.

hecking account, nowhere to go in the freezing cold,

gly grin spreading across his mouth. "That's wha

rivate VIP dining room at the end of the hall swung ope

y head ins

of the wall sconces was a man in a c

g presence that made the narrow hallway feel suffocatingly small. As he drew closer, the light caugh

Leo

ckey prodigy, the alternate captain of Boston's NH

e he had stood in the pouring rain in a black coat, too untou

a slight frown of impatience on his face as he list

eaty hand to grab my shoulder agai

der Davey's arm and bolted forward, running straight

ed out, my vo

n the hall

rcing, gray-blue eyes shifted from his a

to intercept me, thinking I was some crazed fan, but Knox lif

e of his tailored suit jacket with trembling fingers. Up close, the warmth

ted out, loud enough for the whole corridor

looked slowly down at my knuckles clutching his sleeve, th

a, are you seriously grabbing some random guy in the ha

cognizing his face in the dim hallway light. "Sir, I'm so sorry! My foster daughter is throwing

f Knox shook me off right now and said he didn't know me, Davey would d

. My throat burned as I whispered so quietly only he could hear over

n't say

inger marks were already blooming against my pale skin. Then, his eyes cut slowly past my shoul

strangers. Why would a billionaire NHL star get involved in my messy family drama?

ed hand closed firmly around mine, his warm fingers caref

half a step behind his broad shoulde

nox asked, his voice a

alf-step back, the smug gri

my stunned face, his thumb brushing once against the back of

p you waiting