Ty watched her turn and walk away, and he wondered what Landon had said. Obviously, she hadn’t liked it. His gaze slid down her blonde hair to her nicely rounded behind in the plain black dress that looked anything but plain. He wondered if Virgil’s son had propositioned her. Not that it mattered. Ty had more important things to worry about. Namely, this Thursday’s game in Vancouver when they’d take on the dual threat of the Sedin twins in the playoffs opener. Until three months ago, Ty had been captain of the Canucks, and he knew better than anyone to never underestimate the bo£estys from Sweden. If they were on their game, they were a defenseman’s worst nightmare.
“Have you seen the pictures?”
Ty removed his gaze from the Widow’s departing ass and...
“Her boobs are real.” Out of one corner of his mouth Sam added, “Not that I looked.” He tried to appear innocent, but the black eye ruined it.
“Of course not.”
“Do you think she can get us invited to the Playboy Mansion?”
“See ya tomorrow,” Ty said through a laugh and moved toward the entry.