One fateful night brings Maddy and Quinn together, a night full of promises and regrets. Will these two find out the true meaning of love? Or will their paths separate, never to see each other again.
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Quinn's Pov:
My eyes scan the blonde in front of me-fake hair, fake face, and fake tits. She glances between Brock and me, fluttering her lashes.
"You can check in here," she says, her voice high-pitched and whiny. I'm about to reply when Dakota bumps into me, causing me to lose balance. I furrow my brows and turn around. What the hell?
"Sorry, just getting through." I immediately recognize the voice. Glancing over his shoulder, I see Maddy. What the hell is she doing here?
I watch her walk away, hips swaying with every step. I wonder if she knows just how sexy her body is. She's wearing a lace top and jeans, something so simple yet so enticing.
"That chick was totally feeling you," Miller says to Dakota. My jaw clenches. If only he knew that I've tasted her, felt her tongue entangled with mine, and explored her gorgeous body. None of that matters anyway, she's got her boy toy, and more importantly, she's just some girl.
"She's pretty," he replies, rubbing a hand on his neck.
"Guess it's your lucky day Joshua. She's headed the same way."
"Guess so," he chuckles.
Shaking my head, I follow after Boeser. We each take a wristband and walk in.
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Maddy's Pov:
I walk straight to the bar without wasting a second. The place is beautifully decorated, with a pool table, bowling alley, and lounge area. I notice some interviewers walking around, which reminds me, Avery should be here already.
"Has Avery called or messaged?" Eve asks.
"No, I haven't heard anything. You?"
"Nope, I'll call her." I nod while sipping my drink.
The team arrived shortly after us and is currently swarmed by reporters. I roll my eyes. Great, Quinn Hughes has managed to ruin the Canucks for me. Eve taps my shoulder, getting my attention.
