All Chapters of Secretly Pucking The Hockey God.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The sound of her mother banging on her bedroom door dragged Maya out of sleep like a criminal being pulled toward execution.“Maya! You're going to be late again!”She groaned into her pillow, one arm flung dramatically over her face. “Five more minutes,” she croaked.“You said that twenty minutes ago!”Damnit.Her eyes creaked open reluctantly, landing on the blinking numbers of her alarm clock.7:43AM.“Oh shit.”She shot upright so fast her blanket tangled around her legs and nearly sent her crashing face-first into the floor. Her head throbbed immediately, punishment for staying awake until almost two in the morning trying to contact the most frustrating man in New York.Hunter freaking Callum.The country’s golden boy and media’s favorite arrogant asshole.She rubbed both hands down her face before collapsing back onto the mattress for exactly three seconds.Yesterday had been humiliation wrapped in expensive suits and rejection.Twice.The first time had happened outside the pri

“Jessie,” Maya muttered without looking up, “if you came back just to judge me some more, I want you to know our friendship is becoming toxic.”A low laugh sounded beside her.It didn't sound like Jessie. Definitely not Jessie.Maya paused for a second too long, her brain slightly delayed in catching up through the tequila haze, before she turned slowly.Oh. Oh wow.The man sitting beside her was unfairly attractive.She blinked once, then twice, like her eyes were trying to confirm he was actually real.He was tall even while seated. His dark hair was slightly messy. Broad shoulders stretching beneath a black button-up rolled at the sleeves. Expensive watch and a sharp jawline.The kind of face women probably wrote terrible poetry about.Maya narrowed her eyes suspiciously, still a little slow in her processing.“You look rich.”He gave another quiet laugh. “I’ve been accused of worse.”His voice was calm, smooth and deep enough to make something annoyingly warm slide down her spine.

Maya stirred slowly to warmth pressed firmly against her back and an arm draped heavily across her waist beneath the blankets.For a few quiet seconds, she didn’t move.Hanger over effects. Her head felt heavy. Her thoughts slow and foggy beneath the lingering haze of alcohol while soft morning light spilled faintly across the unfamiliar room around her.The bed beneath her felt too soft and expensive. And the scent surrounding her definitely did not belong in her bedroom.She could smell clean linen and expensive cologne. Something warm and masculine lingering against the pillow beside her.Maya frowned slightly against the sheets.Then the arm around her waist shifted and the movement made her freeze.A slow breath brushed faintly against the back of her neck before the weight behind her settled closer instinctively, like whoever was holding her had done it in their sleep without thinking.Her stomach dropped.Very slowly, Maya opened her eyes wider.Floor-to-ceiling windows stretch