Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star
"Every time I touch her, I close my eyes and pretend it's you. Every dirty fantasy I have when I’m lying awake in that empty room... it’s always you."
My hands clenched into his jersey. The physical memory of our shared apartment, of the nights I had spent torturing myself listening to the walls vibrate, clashed violently with the raw, heavy weight of his body pressing into mine right now. I wanted to believe him. God, I wanted to throw my legs around his waist, pull him down, and let him show me exactly how dirty those fantasies were.
But then I remembered Bianca's smug face, her threats to destroy my late father's legacy, and the secret contract Ryder's father held.