Forever Wild (Wildcat Hockey, #5)

by Rebecca Jenshak

I head out of the room to find him. The house is quiet except for music playing through the speakers. My heels clack on the floor with every step and my heart races in anticipation. “Jack?” I call when I don’t see him in the kitchen or living room. “Be right out,” he yells from the direction of his bedroom. I spot two masks on the kitchen counter. A simple black satin one and another that is the same turquoise of my dress. The man officially thinks of everything. “How did you know which dress I was going to choose?” I yell, smiling as I run a hand along the silky material, but I forget what I asked, and probably how to breathe, when Jack steps out of his room. The black suit hugs his tall, broad body in all the right places. My throat is dry while I take him in. I forget all about blowing his mind because mine is officially blown. “Goddamn,” I mutter finally. He smirks, invading my space. His spicy cologne wraps around me, and I swallow hard. “My thoughts exactly.” He lets his gaze rake over me from head to toe, and when I see the spark of desire in his eyes, some of my confidence returns. I do a spin for him. The dress has a high slit that gapes with the movement.