The Hockey Captain’s Curvy Obsession
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Every time I looked up from my desk last night, I had found his dark, intense gaze fixed on me, tracking my breathing, silent but fiercely protective.
"Sasha," his voice was a low, rough rumble as he stepped into my space, instantly cutting off the chill of the corridor. "You don't have to go in there alone. I’ll break the door down if they push you too hard."
A faint, sharp smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. The familiar, dry sarcasm that had protected me for years returned to my voice, a welcome armor against the panic clawing at my throat. "As flattering as the image of you committing federal property damage is, Captain, I believe a physical assault on a closed-door deposition room w