Strong and Wild (Lakes Hockey, #2)

by Sloane St. James

Okay, let’s be real, if he ever invited me over, I’d still look at him and say, oh, I love what you’ve done with the place. The plastic sheeting really brings the room together. I have horrible taste in men.

I eat boys like you for breakfast.” “What time is breakfast?”

“Your neighbor is cool.” “I know.” “I shit in her shower.” She chuckles. I give a pregnant blink. “You what?”

I want human companionship. Someone who I can come home to and who’ll ask about my night at work. Against my leg, my phone vibrates with a text message. Rhys: How was the rest of your night at work?

I mean, she loaned Anna her underwear. I don’t want to check her out and wonder if she’s wearing the same underwear my sister had on.

And he’s sooooo real for that

“Do you want my advice?” “No, but it sounds like I need it.”

I took extra time on my makeup. I will not let him be prettier than me in my own apartment.

We’re running defensive drills, and I’m learning that Jonesy is hands down the most endearing, weird-ass motherfucker on the team.

Good for jonesy. Let him love watching Emily in Paris in PEACE

There’s just something about a crisp fall day and a warm cup of coffee the morning after a night of intense gland-to-gland combat.

I- like it’s funny but I still hate it

“He OD’d, Rhys.” The air is heavy with silence. “Hi! I’m Sheila! I’ll be your server today, are we interested in any appetizers this afternoon?”