CHAPTER 8 This Isn't A Game

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  CLAIRE   I knew it was going to be a problem the second I walked into the facility.   Apparently, I had stopped being just the team doctor.   Now I was Aiden Frost's girlfriend.   I kept my posture straight and my expression neutral as I walked, calm and professional. I'd learned early that showing any sign of being rattled was the fastest way to lose authority, and I refused to give anyone that satisfaction.   The medical wing usually felt like neutral ground but this morning, it did not.   Two players lingered near the door when I arrived, pretending to argue about tape brands. When they noticed me, they straightened too quickly.   "Morning, Doc," one of them said, eyes flicking past me like he expected to see someone else.   "Morning," I replied, unlocking the door without slo

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