Forever Wild (Wildcat Hockey, #5)
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nice to everyone but with you…he’s different. And he was definitely checking you out.” My skin tingles and butterflies swarm in my stomach.
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I don’t feel like a potential problem anymore. I’m helping him and it feels good.
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still need to fill out my internship paperwork. The date to leave is inching closer and I wish I was as excited as everyone else seems to be. I love my life here and I’m nervous about uprooting my whole existence for a job.
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All the whispers that I’m not good enough or smart enough play through my head and feel like a kick to the stomach. My head drops
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run my fingers through his hair. A huge mistake. It’s thick and soft and my body is having a strange reaction.
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I clear my throat and shake lust-filled thoughts from my head.
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His schedule has gotten chaotic since Charlotte came along, and I don’t ever want us to lose the closeness we’ve regained over the past five years.
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He’s really beautiful like this. His features are angular and perfect. He has a small scar just above the bow of his upper lip.
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The softness in his face morphs back into the hard-ass hockey player I know, and I suck in a breath, pulse picking up speed.
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He looks at me like he wants me the same way I want him.
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let my fingers rest on his jaw a moment longer. My thumb slowly rubs along the hard, scratchy skin, exploring. “Ev.” His voice is a gruff warning that I don’t heed. “How’d you get this scar?”
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One side of my mouth quirks up. “I should have guessed.”
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“I bet young Jackson got into all sorts of trouble. Any other scars?”
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“Not ones that would be appropriate to show you.” Well, that has my attention. My brows rise in question.
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he shakes his head. “I have a scar on my hip.” I angle my body and then pull down the band of my shorts
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don’t know what’s going on between us, but I want to find out. He doesn’t seem to share that desire.
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I’ve never stepped into the space before, but it’s as neat and tidy as I expected. The bed is large and rests against one wall.
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I open my mouth to call out to him again, but then I hear him say my name.
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He grunts and lets out a low hum in his throat. My skin warms and my pussy clenches because I know exactly what’s happening in there. He’s…oh my god. And he’s saying my name.
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next day when Ev comes over something’s different.
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Everly reads off the details and waits for my reply. But instead of offering up her usual thoughts on my decisions, she says nothing.
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they thank you for your contribution last year.” “Screw the kids this year,” I say. She doesn’t even crack a smile. “Okay, no to⁠—” “Oh my god. I was kidding.
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She did a good job. It was torturous having her hands on me.
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“We’re friends, right?” she asks.
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“And friends sometimes do each other favors.”
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“Yeah, of course.” “I need to have sex.” My brows shoot...
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“I’m serious.” “How am I going to help with that?” She arches a brow,
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“No,” I say adamantly. “Why not?” She stands and walks over to me. Fuck she’s gorgeous all fired up and confident like right now. I love it when she’s wholly herself, no holding back. But there’s no fucking way.
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Can’t happen. Won’t happen. She doesn’t know what she’s asking for.
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“I know you’re attracted to me.” My lips part to deny it, but she doesn’t let me. “And I’m attracted to you.
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“I think you know that’s a lie.” “We’re adults. We can handle this maturely.” Says the woman who scaled my fence a week ago.
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“You’re beautiful, Ev, but this can’t happen.”
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“Why not?” “You’re Ty’s sister and we’re friends, nothing more. I don’t want to complicate things.”
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“Are you for real right now?” I shrug one shoulder.
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returning a minute later with all her stuff, bag slung over her shoulder. “Come on, don’t go. We can still hang out.”
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“I don’t want to hang out, I want to bang it out,” she mutters quietly.
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“Are you afraid I’m going to get all clingy? Because you’re hot but honestly half the time I want to punch you in the face, so I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”
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“No, that isn’t it. I told you. I don’t see you like that. I’m sorry.” Lies. Lies. All fucking lies. Her gaze narrows and she glares at me so hard I want to squirm.
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She spins away from me. Every instinct in my body says to toss her over my shoulder and claim her, but that’s fucking ridiculous. She’s not mine.
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“I know I said I was busy tonight, but my schedule freed up.” Her head tilts back to stare at me. She’s playing me, testing my sanity, and seeing if I’ll stop her.
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“Perfect. How about seven o’clock?” She nods. “I can’t wait.” After she hangs up,
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“You and I aren’t a good idea but that doesn’t mean you should go out with some guy just to try and piss me off.” “You literally just told me to go out with him. And why would you be pissed? You’re not interested.
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This may be the best first date I’ve ever been on. Thor is everything I thought or hoped he would be. He’s cute. He’s smart and funny. Attentive. He is that perfect combination of flirty yet respectful.
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“I’m having a great time,” he says, smiling at me. He has this golden retriever energy that is so likable and endearing. “Me too.”
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And I’m, well, I’m still thinking about the annoying hockey player I left earlier today.
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He is a gold star member of casual relationships. It isn’t like I asked him out on a date. And sure, I get that sleeping with a teammate’s sister is probably off-limits in his mind, but I’m not just Ty’s sister.
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“I love that. I’m close with my siblings too.”
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tell a guy on the first date that my brother plays for the Wildcats. Having different last names makes it hard for people to guess.
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“Older sister and a younger broth…” His words trail off as his gaze, which had been pinned on my face, lifts and his eyes widen. “HOLY SHIT. Jack Wyld.” My eyebrows crease.
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“No. I mean, yes, he’s a Wildcat, but my brother is⁠—” Thor interrupts me. “Jack Wyld is here.”
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