Surprise for the Sniper (Connecticut Comets Hockey, #2)

by Siena Trap

“No. I won’t take it back, not even if you’re leaving. It’s how I feel, and I wanted you to know. If I never see you again, please know that I loved you once. That what we had was real, for whatever short a time. Remember that, no matter what, everything I’ve ever done was out of love. For you.”

“Do you know how embarrassing it is when you find out the kid you’re about to offer a full-ride hockey scholarship is your own fucking son?”

Liv gave me two gifts that night—my son and my career—and I’d been blind to it all. I owed this woman my life.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been jealous of an eight-year-old before. How do I work out a shower with Mom?”

Half the time, I didn’t know if I wanted to strangle her or fuck her brains out.

She might claim to be the town’s resident sinner, but I was waiting for God to strike me down for the impure thoughts running through my head inside this house of worship.

“What if I lost her?” Liv’s voice wavered. Pulling back enough to grip her chin and turn her to face me, I shook my head firmly. “No. You just shoved her in a corner. If you can’t remember which one, I’ll help you search.”

“Because thoughts of you are keeping me awake, pretty girl. And I’ll be kicking myself for the rest of my life for not coming back to get you sooner.”

“Nothing about this will be like it was before. That fumbling virgin is long gone, sweet Liv. It’s time you forget about him because I’m about to fuck you like a grown-ass man.”

“Liv, you stole my heart at seventeen, and I don’t think you ever gave it back. That’s why everything has been meaningless since I left you behind. You kept my heart safe, patiently waiting for me to return and retrieve it. To remember where I belong, by your side.”

I rolled my eyes. “Do you ever not have hockey on the brain?” Leaning close, he whispered, “Only when I’m balls deep inside you.”