Practice just finished at Reading Civic Arena for Shane Conrad. He has been having a tough time the last week or so. The goalie can’t afford to have bad days for very long, and he knows it. His teammates depended on him to aid them in getting to the Calder Cup championships this year. He was thought to be the team’s number-one goalie. They’d nicknamed him the Brick Wall, for goodness sake. The thing is, if he gets too far up his rear, then he won't be any good to anyone. Everyone is going home for Christmas; however, Shane is not.
His dad used to be his coach, and his mom makes everything a Hallmark moment. And since he’s not playing well, they would want to baby him. Hallmark just doesn't work for him with the headspace he has left. So when the captain of the team offers to work with him over the days off, he doesn't want to burden him but finally takes him up on his offer. With that offer also comes a Christmas get-together dinner. He tries hard to get out of it but finds he can’t say no to that too. He knows he’s going to feel awkward because he will only know the people hosting but figures he will just eat and run.
Rude, he knows, but hey, what do they expect from a hockey player, right? Bliss Vescovi sat in a love seat at Lori’s pre-holiday party, taking everything and everyone in. Working for her aunt, she was used to dealing with all types of women, and the two women were upset because the one fiancée wouldn’t pick a china pattern. When she realized she had circled the conversations, none interested her, and all from the confines of the loveseat. What the hell are you doing here? She should be mingling, flirting, and having a good time.
It wasn’t like there weren’t any good-looking guys here. Until five minutes later, she realized they only wanted to talk all about themselves. How they did in life and how much that should impress her. Bliss was no great beauty but no ogre either. Sure, her nose was a little too big and her body a little too curvy. Some guys liked big tits and a decent ass. She knew that because some guys she talked to couldn’t stop checking out either one long enough to hold a rational conversation. She thought it had been a mistake going.
Then, he walked in. Bliss felt her mouth drop open. Like, her jaw dropped. The really big newcomer. Big. Broad. Wide. He looked like a hockey player. Cary led the new guy right into the great room and walked him straight to the bar.
Bliss didn’t care. For the first time in months, she wanted to jump a guy’s bones. She’d be damned if she didn’t follow up on it. Bliss smiled and held out her hand. “Hi. Nice to meet you.” Her voice made the hair on Shane’s arms stand straight up. Sent a shock straight to his D. Holy crap. Pure f-ing s-x. If Shane believed in heaven, he figured he’d just died and gone there because, Jesus Christ, this woman was a f-ing angel.”
That voice. It made him want to beg her to take pity on him and allow him to strip her naked so he could get a look at her beautiful body. To let him put his mouth all over her until she melted into a puddle of lust on the ground. This is such a good book; after this stumbling, bumbling meet-cute, you can’t help but love them as a couple. Shane is such a good boyfriend for not ever being one, but the key phrase that said it all. When he helped Bliss into the car, she looked surprised, and to him, he had seen his dad do it a million times. His mom is only 5’3” and always wears heels. So good.