Stand and Defend (Lakes Hockey, #4)

by Sloane St. James

“Are you a cat or dog person?” she asks. “Dog person. Cats don’t have eyebrows, and it freaks me out.”

Good god. “That’s my perfect fucking girl.” I drop my mouth to her ear. “Maybe I should tattoo a diamond necklace on the back of my hand . . . that way I can dress you up whenever I want.”

Movement in my peripheral snaps me out of my staring contest with the dryer. Cam sidles up next to me. “Is there anything good on?” he says, staring ahead at the clothes getting tossed around. “This channel always plays the same old shit.”