Behind the Net (Vancouver Storm, #1)

by Stephanie Archer

I can’t handle a sad Pippa.

he’s so down bad for her

“Andrew.” He says the word like it tastes bad. I meet his piercing gaze, blinking in confusion. “Yeah. He’s young. Probably my age. He’s a personal trainer.” Jamie’s gaze turns cold before he prowls to the door. “I’m coming with you.”

soo down bad😭

“That guy was never good enough for you. Not in high school and not now. I hope you fucking see that.”

“I thought you were gorgeous, too,” he murmurs, looking at me in a way that makes me feel like I can’t breathe. “Even back then.”

gosh finally he said it

Footsteps make my eyes open. Jamie stalks toward me with a furious look on his face. “Wha—” I start. His eyes flash with heat. “That was fucking amazing.” His hand comes to the back of my neck and he drags my mouth to his.

YES FINALLY

“Stop moving,” I grit out. She gives me a look. “Stop stabbing me with that skyscraper.”

they’re so freaking funny

Her singing on the couch makes this apartment feel like a home.

“I have feelings for you, songbird.” My heart pounds, and the rest of the bar falls away. “I like you so fucking much. I don’t want to pretend I don’t anymore. I flew out here for you.”

HECK YEA