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    “I fucked up,” Hayden breathed into the speaker, causing Ilya’s brows to furrow. He could hear Hayden pacing. “Like. Fucked, man. Way up.”

    “Is surprise?” Ilya retorted. “Hayden Pike fucking up. I am thinking this could have been text and not call. Not sure if you were aware, but I am about to-”

    “I think Shane is high,” Hayden blurted out, and Ilya’s face dropped.

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    Or the one where Shane is accidentally high at Hayden’s house watching Ilya play hockey, which is nice until it isn’t.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    Shane nuzzles the top of his head before leaning in and pressing his mouth to Ilya's forehead.

    The kiss is brief and feather-light and casual and yet it's everything for Ilya.

    He's quite sure it's impossible for him to smile any wider than he's smiling right now. His heart is fluttering happily in his chest, a content warmth spreading through his body as Shane lingers there, hugging him and humming softly and still placing little kisses on Ilya's temple.
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    Five times Shane gives Ilya forehead kisses and one time Ilya asks for one.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    It all started with Shane learning how to say 'I love you' in Russian.
    A series about how it impacted Ilya and Shane's world.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    ...I guess I should just say it. I was wondering if you'd—”

    “I think we should stop seeing each other.”

    “—like to come to my cottage this summer.”

    The plate slips from Shane's hand and shatters on the kitchen floor.

    Or: Shane doesn't get injured that night Montreal plays Boston. Ilya follows through on his plan to break things off with him. Well, he tries, at least.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    “Listen to me, Hollander,” Ilya’s voice is commanding, intense. That same tone that he uses to make Shane turn liquid in his arms. “You are going to do exactly as I say—”

    Shane nods furiously, now desperate to get behind the privacy screen of the limousine.

    “We are going to get in the car together, you are going to put your filthy mouth to work, and I am going to use your throat to keep my cock hard until we get back to the hotel.” Shane makes the only echoing sound in the hallway: a pitchy whine that has Ilya’s cock throbbing. “When we arrive, we are going straight to my room. Understood?”

    Shane nods, but Ilya wants to test his teammate to see just how much he can push tonight.

    Ilya swallows. “Answer me, Hollander.”

    “Y—yes,” Shane rasps, quiet but determined as he looks at Ilya like he could break Shane in half and he would thank him. “Yes, Ilya.”

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    15 Jun 2026