6/30/2023 0 Comments Heated rivalry by rachel reid![]() ![]() Rozanov wasn’t old enough to order a drink here either. Or maybe he just wanted to stealthily get drunk in his hotel room, and then come to the party. ![]() If Rozanov wanted to spend his first NHL Awards sulking in his hotel room, that wasn’t Shane’s problem. ![]() If Rozanov had won, Shane would be here, in this room, ready to congratulate him. He wondered if Rozanov had just gone back to his room. He never caught even a glimpse of golden-brown curls, which should have been easy to spot, given Rozanov’s height. Half the times he’d been talking to someone, he’d been looking over their shoulder. Secretly, Shane had been searching for him all night. The only person Shane hadn’t seen that night was Ilya Rozanov. Most of the guys were pretty drunk, but Shane couldn’t have gotten drunk even if he had been legally old enough to order a drink in Nevada because he was faced with an unending parade of people slapping him on the back and congratulating him. The reception afterward was as raucous as anyone would expect a Vegas hotel banquet hall packed with professional hockey players to be. ![]()
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