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exhibit love. But Marc had managed to break through those walls I had so carefully built after my first heartbreak, and I had basked in what I thought was true love.
    Silly me.
    The moment I saw Marc in bed with Kelli, I felt those walls take shape again. It was like cinder blocks and mortar stacking up around me, hardening fast and making the way to my heart impenetrable. And while it kept all of the external hurt away from me, it also kept all of my emotion inside. There wasn’t a single crack or crevice through which my tears could escape.
    I was definitely a broken woman holed up in a prison of her own making.
    Emily and I thankfully move on to small chit-chat. She tells me more about Lincoln and some of the other players that will be there. I’m pretty nervous, truth be told. I’m a huge Rangers fan and I actually have a Lincoln Caldwell jersey. I had even thought about bringing it and asking him to sign it but that screamed too much dork for my comfort level. Besides, it wouldn’t be professional of me.
    We arrive at Lincoln’s condo complex, which is pretty impressive. It’s gated and sits on the Hudson. Emily leads me through a courtyard to a grassy area on the backside. I’m immediately hit with the sound of music pumping and the scent of grilling hamburgers. We turn the corner and I’m overwhelmed by the amount of people. There has to be close to three hundred people milling about. A sand, volleyball court has been set up and there is a game in progress. Children are running everywhere with balloon animals in their hands. I then shudder when I see the clown that’s making them.
    I hate clowns. They creep me out.
    Two large tents have been erected, each holding numerous tables where people sit eating food. I start really looking at the people and I recognize several of the Rangers. Most of them have their wives or girlfriends with them. Some are holding babies or playing soccer with the kids. It’s an idyllic setting and one I had not envisioned when I was invited.
    My attention is diverted by a man I can only assume is Emily’s boyfriend, Nix, as he stalks toward her and then picks her up in a bone crushing hug. He then kisses her so passionately, my face turns red. After he finally sets her down, he looks at me and says, “Hey, I’m Nix. You must be Ever. It’s good to meet you.”
    “Likewise. Glad you could pull your tongue out of Emily’s throat so you could introduce yourself,” I tease.
    He chuckles but doesn’t look the slightest bit embarrassed. “Well, come on and let’s get you ladies some food. Linc is upstairs getting some more trash bags and I’ll introduce you when he gets back down.”
    Nix leads us over to a buffet table loaded with hamburgers, hot dogs, Brats, and a slew of salads and desserts. I fill my plate up, suddenly realizing I haven’t eaten since breakfast this morning. I had been so busy at work that I had skipped lunch, which wasn’t uncommon for me.
    We sit at a table and enjoy our food. Emily and Nix introduce me to a few of the players. I ask where her brother Ryan is but she says that his wife Danny isn’t feeling too great so they are skipping the party. She is eight and a half months pregnant, and the way Emily tells it, she could be popping that baby out any day now.
    Emily sees something to our left and her lips turn upward in a smirk. I turn my head to see what she’s looking at and it’s none other than Lincoln Caldwell...surrounded by three women. They are all long legged and busty. They are taking the beach party theme seriously, wearing miniscule scraps of material over their asses and bikini tops that are overflowing with boobs. Each of them stands there, obviously flirting and fawning. One woman has her hand on his chest while another twirls her hair around her finger while she cocks her bony hip out. I sneer quietly in disgust at how painfully obvious the women are being.
    Lincoln certainly doesn’t seem to mind the attention, I observe. He’s