I may be a fighter on the ice, but I have a heart of gold—if only I could find a woman to share it with.
When my good friend Caleb tries to set me up with a woman ten years younger than me, I’ll be the first to admit I wasn’t exactly kind in my refusal.
But I quickly learned that there’s more to Callie MacTavish than being young, blonde, and rich. In fact, she’s probably the most down to Earth woman I’ve met.
It doesn’t take long for me to fall for her . . . just in time to learn that she’s leaving.
It's the first in a hockey series that does well within my world, as my main series—Prescott Brothers—play for this team. As Prescott Brothers are being introduced to additional languages, I'd love for the team they play for to be introduced as well.
“Oh, my God!” Callie’s laugh filtered through my lust-filled haze.
…As did the pain radiating up my leg from stubbing my goddamned toe on the bed frame.
I let out a hissing ‘fff’ rather than yell out that very word, all while my damn leg threatened to give out from under me. I hit that bastard really fucking hard.
So much for the “lose the clothes and take me now” that came the moment I came through the door, not even five minutes ago.
“Trevor!” My name on her lips came out high-pitched as she pounded on my bare shoulder. My hands tightened under her ass and her arms banded around my neck. “Don’t drop me.”
My face was pressed to her upper chest and part of me really wanted to focus on those soft, round pillows that were right there, but I was having a really hard time taking my focus off the pain in my foot.
Even my dick was having a hard time keeping itself, well…hard.
It took a lot of mental focus, but I managed to lower Callie to the bed gracefully, only to flatten her to her back as I lay on top of her, my face buried deep in the pillow her head rested on.
“Godfuckingdamn,” I mumbled into the feather and cotton.
Callie’s hands rested on my lower back and she slowly dragged her nails up my back. “Poor baby.”
“This damn bed…”
She laughed again, and when her fingers reached my hair, she tugged until I lifted my head from the pillow.
“Has always had that metal foot. It didn’t just jump out and attack your foot.” Her smile took over her entire face and shit, if the thought that she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever been with didn’t nearly take the pain away.
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Already translated.
Translated by Stefy Ma
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Author review: As always, it was wonderful working with Stefy Ma! |
