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I woke up early with small kisses to my shoulder. "Mmm." It felt too good to articulate more. "Can I f**k you now, Rebecca?" Killian's warm breath brushed across my ear. "Yes, please." And he did. Twice. I came out of the bathroom knowing we needed to begin our day, but his open arms were too inviting, so I crawled back in bed. "Can we talk about what happened after my game?" Killian asked after he tucked me in close. My body immediately stiffened. His fingers slowly smoothed over my skin until I relaxed. "Something comes over me when things don't go right on the field. I know you don't want to hear excuses, but please listen?" He gave me time to object, but I didn't say anything. "Most of the women I'm with are only around for a few weeks at most. I've always just wanted someone