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Once the ball was in the air, Shelby didn't stand a chance. Hunter rushed for it, practically shoving through to get her hands on it. Losing was not on her list of priorities right then and she'd be damned if she was giving in. Once her hands touched the basketball fully, she began dribbling back toward his net in great loping strides. "I got this, motherfucker!" she called back to him.
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