He smiles at me. “I knew I always liked you.” “All right, Dad. No need to kiss his ass. He’s not that great.” I laugh. “Yeah, I kind of thought you would have hated me by now, Mr. Hart.” “Nope,” Hallie cuts in. “Dad, I don’t think you’ve missed more than a handful of Rio’s games since he’s been in the league, huh?” He lifts a brow. “We both know I wasn’t the only one watching.” I tilt my head as I look at her. “Oh, is that so?” “Big hockey fan,” she says. “Couldn’t care less about the players themselves, though.” Hallie shoots me a smile to tell me she’s full of shit and does, in fact, care
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