Play the Game (Blue Devils Hockey, #1)

by S.J. Sylvis

“It’s Mrs. Olson,” Emory corrects him, as calm as ever. His fingers tighten against my biceps, and my heart does a weird flip. “I don’t want to hear you threaten my wife again.”

“If you don’t want me to touch you, tell me now. Otherwise, I won’t be able to stop.” His hand freezes, and I almost pout. “I’m a man, and you’re in my bed, wearing my shirt without any panties on, looking at me with those blue eyes full of want.”

“I like seeing you in my jersey,” I whisper. “Almost as much as I like seeing that ring on your finger.”