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"You said what?!...Oh my god, Ava, you're such a nerd!" Ava's college friend Lucie said as they walked into a small café just down the street from Ava's apartment. Lucie had gotten done at work early from her job at social services and called Ava after work to meet up and check up on her best friend. Ava was telling her about her latest fumble with Don.

"You're tellin' me?! I don't know what came over me!" she responded blushing.

Ava and Lucie found a small table near a quiet corner of the usually busy cafe and ordered their respective drinks. Ava played with her table setting as Lucie looked at her amusingly with her light hazel eyes and played with her light caramel colored hair.

"So tell me about this guy…he obviously has you hot under the collar. I haven't seen you like this about a guy since……okay, never." she thought collectively. "What's he do "officially"?...What's he look like?." she pushed. Ava shook her head regrettably. I shouldn't have mentioned it.

"Forget it…I shouldn't have said anything." she said passively.

"Ava…I've got more dirt on you than your own family, so unless you want them finding out about a certain tattoo…" Lucie threatened. Ava glared at Lucie in surprise.

"Fine." Ava surrendered." …he's athletic, 6'2ish, he's got jet black hair, ocean blue eyes, and killer ass." Ava blushed. Lucie laughed and sipped from her drink.

"So what's the problem…you're obviously attracted to him." she pushed.

"It's complicated…" she started hesitantly.

"Oh come on, Ava…" Lucie pushed.

"He's Danny's friend…" Ava said. Lucie closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Dumb excuse." she responded. Ava sighed nervously and continued to play with her table setting.

"Do you remember how I told you about that time I got attacked when I was a kid?...and there was a cop that stayed with me?"She started. Lucie nodded her head in remembrance.

"…It's his son. He's a homicide detective."Ava finished.

"Really…So he's apparently hot and he's got handcuffs…" Lucie said smiling mischievously. "How is there a problem?" Ava was quickly becoming frustrated with herself and was shifting in her seat.

"It's just awkward…every time he looks at me it feels like he's looking into me and can see everything I'm thinking...it just scares me." she said thoughtfully. Lucie smiled at her friend.

"Ava…You broke up with Luke because he seemed too perfect..." Lucie started but Ava cut her off.

"No, I broke up with Luke because I was tired of telling him how I was feeling all the time and explaining why I was feeling like that…the guy was an emotional idiot. It felt like I was talking to a psychologist all the time", Ava finished.

"Ok, fine. But now you've got a guy in your life that's not only hot as hell but can sense how you feel…why are you hesitating?" Lucie said questionably. Ava sat back in her chair, looking her drink.

"I guess I'm just scared. He's Danny's friend…" she started.

"Ava, we're not talking about marriage right now. Just a couple a drinks every now and again." Lucie said sensitively. She could see Ava's surrendering expression.

"At least that leaves you with a chance to actually get laid by something that doesn't vibrate…" she said laughing. Ava's eyes widened in surprise and quickly blushed.

"Lucie!" she laughed.

"You know I'm right. Admit it! Your sex deprived right now!" Lucie giggled. A blushing Ava gave in.

"Are you kidding…The first time I set eyes on that man I had to use all restraint from unzipping his pants with my teeth!" Ava laughed as Lucie giggled hysterically. They continued to talk about her encounters with Don and their jobs until Ava realized that she only had three hours till the hockey game. Bidding each other a good night, they hugged and went their separate ways.

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Ava showed up to Madison Square Garden in a pair of low cut jeans and a tight fitting New York Islander's t-shirt that showed off a very small sliver of her stomach if she moved. She was lucky to have gotten her ticket from Danny while she was at the lab since his phone was apparently off. Noting the section of her ticket, she set off to battle the determined crowd of people whom also seemed just as determined to find their seats as well.

She finally came upon her section with about 10 minutes to spare and was about to look back down at her ticket when she was suddenly powerfully bumped from behind, luckily being caught around the waist by a pair of strong hands that pulled her around to face their owner. She put a hand on the owner's forearm to keep herself steady.

"Thank..." she started and looked up to come face to face with Flack. "you." she finished. She had been distracted how his rugged, yet tender hands felt on her somewhat bare stomach. He was busy taking notice of her curvy figure that was accented by her current outfit. Her work uniform does not do enough justice. Pausing, looking into each other's eyes, they were bumped once again by a fan and her hip was accidently brushed against a certain part of his anatomy. Flack took a deep breath, surprised how her close proximity was affecting him. Any notion that he had previously attempted to throw out of his head about her was right back, thriving on lewd thoughts as his hands slowly brushed exploratively on her midsection. Their blushing had gone to a more serious look of lust as one of her hands slowly moved from his lower arm to his shoulder.

"Flack! Ava!" Danny yelled over the crowd, pointing out their seats. Looking over to Danny, Flack gently grabbed Ava's willing hand to direct her to her seat, hesitantly releasing their grips as the teams entered onto the ice rink. Get a grip, Ava!…The game hasn't even started yet…