Face Offs & Cheap Shots (CU Hockey, #2)

by Eden Finley

I don’t know what Christopher Jacobs has against me, and I wish I could say that I care, but I don’t. I actually like the way he’s salty with me. Probably more than I should.

“Why do you bicker?” Zach asks. I say, “I have no idea,” at the same time Jacobs says, “He’s a dick.” “Why are you so obsessed with my dick?” I taunt.

“I think we’re all a little gay after that. That was hot.”

Oh, yeah. He called her baby. I’m not jealous, I remind myself. At all. Nope.

“I know how much you want this. If you think I’m not going to make you work for it, you don’t know me at all.”

“He’s hot when he scowls at me.”

“Careful. You’re giving off the impression you might like me a teeny tiny bit.” I smile against his mouth. “Ridiculous.”

Shake it off, Beckett. You have to beat Jacobs at something. He’s mastered BJs. Be the best damn bottom ever. Become one with bottoming. Be your carefree, fuck the consequences self and take dick like a champ.

“You’re hot when you’re all flushed.” “I’m always hot.”