Play the Game (Blue Devils Hockey, #1)

by S.J. Sylvis

“You don’t own her.” Russ looks at me over his shoulder before Emory chuckles and finishes his sentence. “I do.”

I think my fake wife just became my vice.

“I like my wife the way she is.”

Where are you? I grin. On my way home to you.

I miss you when you’re across the room from me.