Bethany Hall

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peek into Carter’s room, assuming this was where he went, and am treated to a half-dressed visual. He’s shirtless and curled over, abdomen clenched as he pulls off his athletic shorts. Slapping a hand over my eyes, I back up and hit the doorframe. “Sorry! I didn’t realize you were…the door was open, and you said⁠—"
Shots on Net (SCU Hockey, #1)
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