![]() ![]() Just before the buzzer, one of the teams scored, and the entire arena went crazy.Ī player’s face flashed up on the Jumbotron. He was wearing a helmet, but I froze when he smiled.Īpparently, my fake blind date hadn’t invited me to watch hockey with him, he’d invited me to watch him play.Īnd so began my adventure with Max Yearwood. ![]() When I arrived, the seat next to me was empty.ĭisappointed again, I decided to leave at the end of the period. So on my way home, I decided to take a chance and stop by the game. I tossed the ticket into my purse and went about trying to enjoy the man I was supposed to meet.īut my real blind date and I had no connection. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement.īefore he left, he slipped me a ticket to a hockey game a few blocks away, in case things didn’t work out on my actual date. ![]() He only pretended to be until my real date showed up. Turned out, Max wasn’t who I was there to meet. Max was insanely gorgeous, funny, and our chemistry was off the charts. He also had the biggest dimples I’d ever laid eyes on. The first time I met Max Yearwood was on a blind date. ![]()
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