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SYNOPSIS
SYNOPSIS
A Second Chance Hockey Romance
Turns out we both need to score …
Hunter
I can’t be alone. But I can’t be in a relationship. And now I can’t even score on the ice.
I’m in a slump.
I figure an off-limits pet sitter is just what I need. Until I see who the agency sent me.
Winter Allen is standing all grown up at my front door.
She’s my hat-trick: the looks, the heart, and the history.
I let her run off to Broadway because she deserved to follow her teenage dreams as much as I did.
We both got everything we wanted. So why does she look so damn lonely?
Winter
I didn’t plan to see Hunter Storm again. And I don’t plan to tell him why I’m back home in New Orleans.
But after one devilish grin, my body tells me Hunter’s the only man who can help me.
Turns out we both need to score again. So who’s to say it’s a bad idea to mix his fire and my gasoline?
What are we doing? I’m not sure, but it feels too good to stop.
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*Excerpt from Hunter
I suck in a breath as my world tips on its axis like it hasn’t done in ten years.
Winter Princess Allen.
Her mouth drops open, and we stare at each other in silence.
“You’re supposed to be my new boss,” she finally says, immediately reaching for the spaghetti straps of her tank top, straps that have fallen off her shoulders, exposing creamy skin underneath.
I don’t speak or move at first. I just take her in for a long minute—
Same chest-length black hair that I used to bury my fingers in;
Bewitching red pout that could swear like a sailor;
And almond-shaped blue eyes that saw right through me like nobody else ever could.
Her pink frilly skirt is short enough that I can see the scar on her mid-thigh she got when she slipped in the lake and cut herself on a rock. The thin fabric of her top hides absolutely nothing, and her nipples are poking against the fabric, practically daring me to touch them. Her feet are in open-toed sandals, as usual, and her toenails are painted pink. Cotton candy pink, I think she used to correct me.
Winter looks as startled to see me as I am her.
“How’d you know where I live?” I say in a far-more accusatory tone than I mean.
She furrows her eyebrows. “I don’t know where you live. I’m here for the couple needing a pet sitter. Shit. Did I get the address wrong?”
She starts flipping through her phone.
Crap. I reach out and catch her wrist. “Don’t bother. This is the right place.”
Her eyes widen.
“You’re the couple with the cat? The agency said the man travels a lot.”
I gesture to the New Orleans Fire sweatshirt I’m wearing. “Road trip next week.”
She sighs. “Oh Lord.”
Oh Lord is right.
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Chapter One Look Inside
Chapter One Look Inside
“This is amazing, Hunt.” She stops in the middle of the kitchen. “It feels so warm.”
I swallow, and the frustration of how well she fits in my house bubbles up in my throat and threatens to come out.
Instead, I turn on my heel and lead her up the short flight of stairs. “And here’s the guest suite. You’ve got your own bathroom.”
She exclaims over the soaking tub and then wanders into the bedroom. She takes in the king-sized bed against the back wall and flanked by two windows. The walls are a pale green, and the only flaw in the space is a large dent in the door.
Winter looks right at it.
I start stammering something about Liam and his stupid temper, but she cuts me off with a smile.
“Let me guess—you two went at it one night after a few beers, and somebody missed a punch?”
The heat prickles the back of my neck and threatens to rise up into my face. “I’d never miss on a punch—you think I’d give up a chance to hit my brother?”
She throws back her head and laughs.
And I relax. I lean back against the door jam and smile at her. Those blue eyes of hers fix on mine like lasers until—
“So how did Cathy enjoy living here?” she asks, breaking the silence. “Can a woman handle this place, or will I run screaming back to my parents’ house after the first night?”
“Darling, no woman runs screaming from me,” I say slowly. “Although, you’ve always been the exception to that rule, haven’t you?”
Her face flushes red, and she steps closer to me. She grabs two of the belt loops on my jeans and pulls me flush to her.
“I never ran from you, Hunter.” Her breath is hot and smells like lemons.
“Pretty sure we both ran,” I mutter as my hands go around her back and slide underneath her top.
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