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    “I need to sleep,” Ilya murmurs next to him on the bed, his voice distant.

    “Yeah, me too,” Shane rushes to agree. His fingers drum against his glass of vodka and he chugs the rest in one go. “I should, uh…” He moves to stand up off the bed, the soiled towel dropping from his stomach, and his knees buckle.

    Shane stumbles but remains upright, his vision blurry. But the glass in his hands slips from his trembling fingers, and, to his absolute horror, shatters all across the floor of Ilya’s penthouse suite.

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    After the hookup where Shane and Ilya didn’t kiss, Shane nearly passes out in his rival’s hotel room.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    Ilya: I think Shane is going to break up with me.

    Bood: I’m sorry…what?

    Hayes: You think Shane Hollander is going to break up with you?
    Hayes: Shane Hollander.
    Hayes: The Shane Hollander who learned Russian for you?

    Bood: The Shane Hollander who drives back and forth from Montreal any chance he gets to see you?

    Barrett: The Shane Hollander who started a charity with you and named it after your mother?

    Bood: The Shane Hollander who just generally puts up with you and seems mostly happy about it?

    Ilya: It does boggle the mind.
    Ilya: But yes, I’m almost certain of it.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    “Do you want to know how it feels?”

    Shane let his hand fall back to the couch. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and lifted a brow at Rozanov. “What – holding the Cup? You’ve already made that joke once.”

    “No.” Rozanov’s fingers encircled Shane’s wrist and then he was pulling Shane’s hand between his legs.

     

    Or: Shane tops.

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    25 Apr 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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    24 Apr 2026

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    So Shane Hollander is, how do you say in English, a dirty little thief. A clothing thief, to be precise. Ilya can't say he saw that coming, but he also can't pretend he's all that mad about it.

    His shirt looks good on his Shane. On Shane. On Hollander.

    Right. His shirt looks good on Hollander.

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    23 Apr 2026