Ice Bound Hearts - A Fake Dating Hockey Romance
I’d fall flat on my face or sting my butt as I land hard on the ice.
I’ve downed one glass of wine, okay, okay so I was a bit thirsty and hardly drank when I was fake dating Alex, then of course we’ve only been out a few times and I never drank a lot. Who would with all those paps everywhere, I for one didn’t want my lace thong or panties on display. The lump at the back of my throat has eased off some, I guess being back in my own place is comforting in a way being surrounded by my extensive book collection, apparently you only need something like a thousand books for it to count as a library. My last count was seven hundred and thirty-five, not that far off. I was planning on having one of