He's Not My Type (The Vancouver Agitators, #4)

by Meghan Quinn

Eli Hornsby—the pretty boy. Pacey Lawes—the elder of the group. And Silas Taters—the asshole.

I don’t know who this is or what she’s doing here, but she is easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my tired eyes on.

She turns toward me, her eyes connecting with mine, and fucking hand to heart, I feel this jolt of possession rock through me so fucking hard that I have to catch my breath. I can’t tell you the last time I felt something like this.

But hell, this girl has me all twisted up inside. One look and my palms started sweating, I felt tongue-tied, and my heart raced faster than when I was chasing down a puck against an opponent. With one look, she brought me back to life.

Narrator: Unfortunately for Halsey Holmes . . . it wasn’t a one-and-done interaction. In fact, he’s seen her almost every day in the hallway of the arena, which has only enabled his crush to the point that when he runs into her . . . he burns. Poor, poor Halsey.

Some might say the author of his story could have cut out the last fifteen percent, and everyone would have still been pleased with the outcome.”

“Holmes isn’t happy, and he doesn’t have a lot of sex,” Posey says out of fucking nowhere.

“Are you his landlord?” Blakely teases. “More like his hairy godmother.” Posey makes himself laugh . . . and only himself.

“Sherman, right?” Silas asks, getting in on it. Oh, look who’s dead to me as well. Posey and Silas, both dead to me.

Mark my words, you and Blakely are going to be boyfriend and girlfriend by the end of the season.

“Christ, didn’t know we were sneaking peeks at everyone.”

Lmaoo

“You’re his opposite. Whereas he’s dark and mysterious, you’re sunshine and fun. Maybe you can help him climb out of the darkness and see that there is life beyond the tragedy.”

“Shame . . . everyone loves a roommates-to-lovers type romance.”

“That’s right,” OC says with such conviction. “It’s because he has the girth-o-nater. He doesn’t have to say anything, just wield that thing like the goddamn orgasmic weapon that it is.” “Stop talking about my dick. It’s getting weird.”

She’s everything I could ever want. But will she ever believe she’s meant for me?

I don’t want to admit it because the man is far too attractive for his own good, but God is he owning that couch . . . Just like he owned you in front of your landlord.

“Calling me an asshole is not going to guarantee you leave this wedding unharmed. She asked me to speak for her tonight because she’s mine, so like I said, whatever you have to say, you can say to us both.”

“I suggest you remove your hand from my girl before I fucking do it for you,”

I’m taking your mouth, your body, and I’m marking it as mine until you tell me to stop.”

“Because you’re my good girl who likes to be punished.”

And at this moment, I’ve never felt luckier. Because I have Blakely, my dream girl, naked and on top of me, touching my cock like it’s the most magnificent thing she’s ever seen. I couldn’t have dreamed this, never in my wildest dreams, yet here I am, experiencing it, feeling it, being with her.

She’s it for me. She’s mine. And I’ll spend every waking hour making sure she knows that.

“This is where you belong. Don’t fucking forget it.”

It may be that Halsey came into your life at just the right time. Exactly when you were ready for someone new.”

You were worth the wait, Blakely.”

“You stunned me. It was your eyes that captivated me first. And then you smiled, and I was fucking gone.

“Just been living in a fog until you came around.”

“I’ve dreamed of the day that I could hold your hand and walk around, knowing you were the girl I could claim as mine. The night wasn’t just great, Blakely, it was a fucking awesome reality that stemmed from many lonely nights dreaming.”

“You’re my dream girl, Blakely. Everything I ever fucking wanted. So never second-guess that.”

This man was meant for me. How did I not see him?

These heavy feelings I have for him. It’s love. It’s true, deep, real love. Once-in-a-lifetime all-consuming love.

I think when you meet the right person, they change everything about you. How you feel inside and out.”

“You chose me.” “And I’ll choose you every single time.”

I thought winning the championship would be the pinnacle of my life, but I was so fucking wrong. Hearing Blakely say she wanted me to be her husband, that was it.