In the Game (Lakes Hockey, #3)

by Sloane St. James

Barrett Conway changed me. He killed this puck bunny, ripped her heart out, and ate it. I can’t do this anymore.

He glances down at me. “I’m digging that jersey.” I chuckle and look down. “Oh, yeah?” “Yeah… the name Conway suits you.”

“Alright, you’re a shit leader and you skate like old people fuck.” He holds his glove out, and I bump mine against it. “Always could count on you for a pep talk.”

After all, I’m a celebrity, this town worships me and my big smug asshole.” I smile wider. She scrunches up her nose and tilts her head to the side. “I don’t know how some girl hasn’t made you hers already.” “She has.” I nudge her. “She just doesn’t know it yet.”

I’ll suffocate you.” Bullshit. If I die with her on top, it’ll be from drowning, not suffocation. Not a bad way to go. “I said sit. I’m a grown man with a fucking appetite. Get your pussy down here. All of your weight, stop fucking around.”

“I love waking up next to you, baby… even when we’re covered in piss.”

“Please tell me he wears your pussy like a gas mask. After all that time, I hope you’re getting it on the reg. Hockey-player sex is next level.”