The Hockey Captain’s Curvy Obsession
"I rebuilt my own world. And I am never letting anyone touch our ledger again."
"No one is going to touch it, Sasha," Rhys promised, his dark eyes wide and resolute.
He leaned down, his lips meeting mine in a slow, deep, possessive kiss that held all the devotion, relief, and passion of our journey. His mouth was firm against mine, his large hands holding my waist with a steady strength that made my heart swell until I could barely breathe. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, giving myself completely to the warmth of his embrace.