Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo
When I came out of the bathroom, Jake had changed into a clean pair of sweats that hung low on his slim hips. He was shirtless and when he turned around, his spectacular torso came into view. I stopped in my tracks. Holy hell!
He grinned when he saw me in his flannel shirt.
I shifted self-consciously from one foot to the other. “I guess I was thinking it would be something a little more . . . hockeyish.” I said, holding down the short hem.
He rolled his eyes. “Because that’s what we hockey players do—save our hockey jerseys for sleepovers.”
I exhaled deeply, wondering about the sleeping arrangements. There was only one bed.
As if he could read my mind, Jake said, “Relax, Z. I’ll take the couch.”
It was a good, decent offer in theory. But in practice, it was a frustrating fail. Jake was way too big for the squeaky two-seater sofa, and every time he tried to get comfortable the springs moaned and groaned beneath his weight.
Lying rigid in his comfortable bed, I finally had enough and sat up. “Oh, for Christ’s sake, you can hop into bed with me.”
But Jake decided to play the martyr. “I’m fine. I will fall asleep soon.”
“When? Dawn?” I sighed. “Will you please just come and share this bed with me, Jake?”
The two-seater sofa wheezed as he sat up. “Fine. But just so you know, I’m not having sex with you.”
I watched him cross the room. “You’re hysterical.”
“I mean it. I’m not that type of guy,” he said, standing next to the bed in all his six-pack glory.
“Trust me, I’m not that type of girl.” I sank back into the pillow. “You’re completely safe with me.”
The mattress sank beside me as Jake climbed in and moved about until he was comfortable.
Awkwardness hung between us as we both lay there and stared up at the ceiling.
“Want to cuddle?” Jake finally asked, totally breaking the awkwardness between us.
I broke into laughter but threw a spare pillow at him as a warning. “Stay on your side. I warn you, I bite.”
He shoved the pillow I’d thrown at him behind his head. “Now you’re just coming on to me.”
I chuckled. “Pervert.”
He looked over and grinned, and goddamn if I didn’t want to kiss him.
I quickly turned away to study the ceiling.
Yep. I was in trouble.
6/19/2017 05:41:50 am
Sounds like an interesting theme, thanks tor the chance to win :)
6/19/2017 08:15:44 am
A read about romance/sports sounds great!
6/19/2017 11:53:23 am
This sounds like a great book.
6/21/2017 05:13:11 pm
I bet this book will be popular!
6/28/2017 09:20:22 pm
sounds like a great book! Thanks for the giveaway
Leave a Reply.