𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬?

May 16, 2024 9:57 am

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8 days to go, y'all. If you haven't preordered this one... well... may God have mercy on your soul.

It's fucking delicious.

So I'm giving you the blurb AND a sneak peek today - You're. Welcome.

𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬?

𝐀 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

My escape plan seemed foolproof - retreat to my brother's empty apartment after catching my ex with another man. But I stumble into an unexpected complication: his hockey player roommates...and I'm stark naked.

Despite my mortifying entrance, and against my better judgment, they’re willing to let me stay but with a few rules:

1. No funny business.

2. No telling the team captain - aka my brother - Harrison.

3. It's temporary until I can find somewhere else to live.

At first, the boundaries hold. But simmering tension and close quarters makes resisting temptation harder with each passing day. The simmering tension threatens to combust, blurring the lines we swore not to cross.

But how can we go back after crossing that line? And what happens when my brother inevitably finds out?

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My Brother's Teammates

She looks up at me through her long eyelashes when I've talked her through an example. “I think I get it.” Her voice is breathy as her gaze flickers to my lips.

I stare right back at hers for a long moment. Those pillowy, perfect, Cupid's bow lips are taunting me, almost daring me to kiss her.

I can't. I shouldn't. But fuck, I want to.

When I lift my eyes, hers are waiting for me. The corner of her lips pulls into a smirk as her eyes dance with mirth, and…a challenge.

My heart thrashes in my rapidly rising and falling chest. This could be the only time I get the chance to kiss her. After dinner last night, when Harrison was back in his place and hopefully well out of earshot, Jace said she mentioned going to live with her parents, and while he talked her down…

Fuck.

The way my heart drops at the thought of her leaving us acts like a starting pistol at a horse race.

Time slows as I sweep my fingertips across her dewy cheek, enjoying her eyelids flickering closed as she sighs my name.

Tiny bolts of lightning dance over my skin where it meets hers, and the need for more consumes me like wildfire.

As I cup her face with both hands, she tips her head back, inviting me to kiss her with the motion.

So I do.

Our mouths crash together in a haze of lust, and days of frustration spill from my body as her lips part, granting me access to her mouth.

If this is my one-and-done chance to kiss her, I'm going to make her panties so fucking wet she doesn't forget it. It's not lost on me that I've gone from poet to potty mouth in the span of minutes. That's all Charlie.

I tip her head back, deepening the kiss as she gurgles a moan in the back of her throat. A loud click registers on the edges of my awareness, like the sliding door being opened, but I ignore it as my hungry teeth capture Charlotte's lip before our tongues thrash against each other all over again.

She's clawing at my chest, pulling me against her. It takes everything I have not to pull her off her chair, drop her onto my lap, and spear her on my cock. But she deserves more than a quick fuck on the balcony. Plus, exhibitionism isn't really my jam.

“Roman.” My name's a plea on her lips as her body arches into me, her skin soft as my fingers explore.

I hum as I kiss her, afraid if I pull my mouth from hers the spell will break and the kiss will be over.

If I don't let the kiss end, we can just stay here forever. Lost in each other. Hiding from the real world.

When someone clears their throat, her eyes snap open, flexing wide as her gorgeous blues meet mine, confusion lingering in their depths. She pulls back, her plump lips swollen from my teeth, her tits heaving with weighted breaths.

She cups my cheek so tenderly I want to rip my heart from my chest and give it to her here and now in the spring sunlight on the balcony.

Mateo's leaning against the open door, his gray sweats hanging low on his hips, leaving exactly zero to the imagination. He's hard as fuck.

There's no question that he just witnessed me kissing Charlotte. He probably came out on the balcony for a close vantage point. That tracks. Mateo always did like to watch, but knowing he was watching me sends a little shiver down my spine, and my dick throbs.

I can clearly imagine Charlie taking turns, kissing the both of us. We'd be touching her, exploring her curves. Mateo's hand would brush my fingers and then his lips would switch from hers to mine and—shit.

What the hell was that? It felt so intimate…so real…and I'm not sure if I actually want to kiss one of my best friends or if I was caught up in the moment. The moment where I definitely broke the rules and Mateo saw the entire thing. Fuck. Will he tell Jace? Harrison? Will he set the rules on fire himself?

I care, but not enough to regret kissing Charlotte.

He arches an eyebrow, his intense brown eyes burning as they land on me. “You breaking rules without me, goaltender?”

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Justin

I thought I’d left my past in Minnesota when I moved to Iowa, but it was right there waiting for me.

Long blonde hair, curves in all the right places, and a death glare that hits harder than a slap shot to the solar plexus. On the ice, I’m a pro at blocking shots, but Savannah Bowen has slipped behind all my defenses and made a home in my heart.

I had no intention of revisiting the past, but when she’s damn near everywhere I go, I’m a goner.

Savannah

Hell freakin’ no.

It doesn’t matter that Justin Ashe is seven feet tall and sexy as sin, or that I’ve had a crush on him for years. He cheated on my best friend in high school, and that makes him off limits.

I can’t be with him, but damn, it’s impossible to stay away from him. Girl Code says uteruses before duderuses.

He’s supposed to be my enemy, but the more I see of him, the blurrier the lines get.

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Bookish. Bold. Beautiful. And entirely out of his league.

On paper, all-American boy next door, Lincoln Scott, has it all. But behind his slap shots, straight-A report card, and easy going charm, Linc hides a secret only his best friend knows.

When he attempts to return a misplaced bra, a wrong number gets him way more than the hook-up he bargained for. No one has ever looked beyond the star hockey player, until the mysterious woman he can’t stop texting sees him for who he really is.

Does Linc have the skills off the ice to keep up with her? Will he follow in his father’s footsteps? Or will he step out from the shadows and chase his dreams?

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