The Wingman (Vancouver Storm, #3)
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“Hello?” she answers, sounding worried. “Something, something excuse.” She gasps, and I grin wider at the back of her head. “Oh my god. What? Are you okay?” “I have half a percent of battery left and chose to call you instead of 911.” My chest expands, sparks cracking and popping behind my sternum. I’m smiling like a fool. “I could climb down the side of the building, but this is the penthouse, and I am naked.” “You got hit by a car?” I can hear her trying not to laugh. “Yes. Naked. I was flexing and the driver got distracted. I caused a ten-car pileup.”
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“Darcy,” he says as a greeting before glancing at Georgia with a grumpy expression. “Got your claws in her already, Dr. Evil?” She stiffens. “Who let you out of the care home, Grandfather?” His features harden and his gaze drops to her feet, lingering. “Those aren’t office appropriate.” “That’s rich from someone with four teeth.”
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“Good. You know, when I’m having a totally shit day and I start to feel down, I just look at my shoes and I think, oh yeah, I’m Dr. Georgia fucking Greene.” She grins. “Confidence comes from within, but it’s okay to jump-start it with something external.”
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“We, uh,” I spare a glance at him, “cuddled.” “Cuddled?” he repeats loudly, and the guys around us look over. “Shut the fuck up,” I hiss. “Someone will hear.” “My bad. Wouldn’t want someone to know you and Darcy cuddled out of wedlock.”
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Miller looks over the seats. “Hey, Streicher, do you want to cuddle later? As friends?” A few rows away, Streicher gives him a surly glare.
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Alexei just smiles after us. “Date’s over,” Hayden bites out. “We’re going home.”
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“You’re welcome,” Volkov says with a sidelong look as we head inside the airport. My teeth grit. “For what?” “A push in the right direction.” “Fuck you.”
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Miller steps onto the plane, finds me, and lets out a crow of victory. “There’s my guy.” He shakes my shoulders with a big shit-eating grin all over his face. “Mr. Darcy Andersen, as I live and breathe.”
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“You could say we’re trying on false teeth we found on the beach, Darce, and I’d probably have fun as long as you’re there.”