Trouble in paradise
Alice I'm an idiot. I was in such a hurry to leave my parent's house that I must have left my phone in the hallway while tieing my shoelaces. I'm such a moron! Now I can't call Winnie, and since she wasn't at home when I drove there, I'm unsure where to go. The frathouse? No, what if Winnie
I stare down at my legs. I'm bouncing them up and down to get my blood circulating. "I have nowhere else to go." Nathan throws his jacket over my legs, and I blink at him in shock. He is smiling at me. "I won't ask what happened, but... You could come and stay at my place if you need it." "Really
Nathan When I carry Alice's bag inside and set it down on the floor, I'm aware of the stares I'm given from the living room. Andrew rubs his eyes for effect while the brothers, Mark and Jake, are slack-jawed on the couch. Logan, the transfer who will be my replacement when I leave for the NHL, do
"So you haven't actually had dinner?" I can't help urging. Alice lets out a soft laugh. "Yeah, I guess. But I'm fine, Nathan. This chips bag will do me good." I frown. "But it's not fair. You fed me when I was hungry—it's only natural for me to want to return the favor." "I'm fine." "Okay then."
She giggles at that. "Kay." I walk out of the room and enter the shared bathroom. I lock the door, intent on washing myself to smell fresh. I like to believe I usually do, but I might not notice my own musk. I spend so much time on the ice rink and working out that I probably reek now and then. H
Alice My heart and spirit aren't ready for this. I told Nathan I wanted to share his bed with him, which I do, but ugh! I didn't realize how weird that is! And neither did I count on my pulse beating this hard! The door opens to the room, and everything gets worse when my eyes land on Nathan wal
My fingers trace along his chiseled abs. He is cut like a diamond, and my hand stops on his defined, round pec. "God, Nathan. You're so fucking..." I flick his nipple with my thumb. He whimpers, and I smile. "Gorgeous." Nathan's eyes are overcome with desire. "Can I touch you too?" "Yes." He sm
Alice The sound of Nathan's alarm wakes me up. His phone is vibrating on the coffee table, singing a death tune. "What time is it?" I tiredly blink life into my eyes, watching his beefy arm reach over to slide a finger over his display. "Too damn early," Nathan mumbles into my chest without ope