The Pucking Wrong Man (The Pucking Wrong Series)

by C.R. Jane

“Hey, ref, you pregnant? You’ve missed two periods,” I sniped as I skated past. “James, that was actually funny,” Ari said as he skated past me.

A single spotlight lit up the stage. And I saw her. Her. A vision that I wasn’t sure was real.

I memorized every step she took, knowing that it would consume my thoughts until maybe the end of time.

With each leap and turn, she cast a spell. My life changed. There was only before her, and after her.

Fuck! I glanced around, a strange heat clawing up my neck. Everyone was seeing her like this. Everyone was seeing what was mine.

Whatever was happening, it was outrageous and terrifying and I was pretty sure... I was in love. Holy shit…I was in love?

Unfortunately, the three hundred followers she had were all men. So, I’d spent thirty minutes reporting all of them—and then reporting her account, too, because it was nothing but a thirst trap for horny assholes. We’d be having a discussion about privacy and who to accept as friends at a later date.

her pools of light aqua reminded me of the Caribbean Sea. I’d never seen eyes like that before.

“Yeah, you. And you’re hurting my feelings, baby girl. It seems like you don’t want to be my friend,”

“Let’s get something crystal clear, right now, baby girl. If I ever hear you talk about yourself like that again, I’m going to put you over my knee.”

“I’m going to be your first and your last. I’ll be the only thing you crave after I’m done with you. You’re not even going to be able to look at another man because your body is going to know I’m the only one that can give it what it needs."