The Scoring Secret (Off the Ice, #2)

by Ainsley Booth

“Do you have anything good in your freezer?” “Hoping you’ll find some dismembered body parts to report to the police?” He doesn’t look fazed in the slightest. “Exactly,” I say breezily. “And then I’ll write a tell-all book about my harrowing experience.” “Smart.” He nods sagely. “I like a girl with a plan.

Please drive my truck more. And remember that I can track wherever you go on the app, so if you hit any strip joints, know that I’m very proud of you. This is an inappropriate truck parent/babysitter conversation.

Starting art is part of the process. We only finish what needs to be finished.”

It’s the kind of intoxicating kiss I vaguely remember from my teen years, when every opportunity with a girl felt life-changing.

“Yeah, she’s a brat, too. You two would get on like a house on fire, I’m sure.

“Bad girl.” “Are you sure?” She’s breathless. No, I’m not fucking sure.

“Do you want me to buy you a car?” “Ty!” “What kind of car do you like, anyway?”

smile and hug her harder. “Shut up and let me just hold you.” “I’m letting you!” “Seriously, we both need a cuddle right now.” She sinks her teeth into my shoulder, making me yelp. “You bit me again!” “No maiming, though. I followed the letter of the law.”

Isn’t that the point of the perfect first date? So that by the end of it, you know you’re going to marry this girl, and you’ve built the first memory she’s never going to get tired of reminiscing about?

“What does Ty Connor want?” “He wants you to fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.”

“You should kiss me again.” “Right here?” “Right here.” “People will see.” “I hope they do.” “People will know I love you.” Her breath hitches and she nods. “And they’ll know I love you, too.”

And then he starts to bind me. First that leg, and then the other, until I’m in a folded open position that probably has some classy, beautiful name, but all I can think is, I’m a sex frog. He hired a private plane to fly here for the night and turn me into a sex frog.

“Why did you ask it like that?” “Because if you don’t want to get married, then I’ll ask a different kind of question when I give you the ring I bought.”