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    When you’re in love with someone as beautiful as Shane Hollander, you get used to being jealous.

    God, do you ever.

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    “Guess you were not pretty enough for either of us, huh?” Ilya said, Shane had expected his words to sting, but this shattered; it dug into every insecurity Shane had ever had, especially being pretty enough for Ilya.

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    After the whole mess with Rose, Shane doesn't know who he's meant for, but he knows it will probably never be Ilya Rozanov. This doesn't stop them from meeting again and from Ilya throwing a cruel comment out on the ice. Shane has never enjoyed being just "pretty", not to anyone, but after Ilya implies that Shane wasn't pretty enough for him to stay, Shane is determined to show Ilya just how pretty he can be.

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    “What is this ‘ball and chain’?” Ilya frowned.

    Ilya's teammate grinned. “Wife. Girlfriend. Nagging you. Controlling. No fun allowed.”

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    Ilya pressed closer. “You fold their clothes,” he said roughly. “You skate with me. You carry our children and fight for them and I-” He broke off, swallowing. “There is no word in Russian. Not good enough.”

    Shane turned slowly in his arms. They were close now. Too close. But still not enough.

    He reached up, cupped Ilya’s jaw with one hand. “You don't have to have a word,” he said. “You love me. I know.”

    Ilya’s eyes darkened. “Yes. I am walked.

    Shane grinned, amused and aroused in equal measure. “Oh yeah?”

    “Yes. You… make me fetch oat milk. And remember recycling. And vacuum couch crumbs. I am the captain of National team, but in our home I am…” he shrugged, mock-suffering. “I am whipped. Like cream.”

    Shane snorted this time, eyes bright in adoration to Ilya and his usage of new English slang. Shane reached for the hem of Ilya’s shirt and tugged him forward. His voice was light but knowing. “And yet you still think you’re the lucky one.”

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