“I throw up before every game,” he said, distracted enough by her sparkling eyes to ruin the moment. Or he might have ruined it if Skylar was someone else. But she wasn’t. She was a person who’d pushed their body to limits it couldn’t handle and . . . visibly understood. Damn. I have to find me a woman who doesn’t get grossed out by throwing up. You did. She’s right here. And she’s in love with someone else. “Wow. Interesting choice to bring up pregame rituals when that is yours.” “I should have lied and said I listen to Lil’ Wayne,” he managed on a chuckle, feeling more than a little winded.
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