The Pucking Wrong Rookie (Pucking Wrong #5)

by C.R. Jane

But I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

And how for the first time since my eighteenth birthday…I felt alive.

“Are your pickup lines always this bad?” “Not always,” I said, shrugging. “But I figured I’d start slow. Give you time to fall in love with me.” Her lips twitched, almost a smile, and it felt like a victory. “Charming.” “I’ve been told. By my best friend, mostly.”

If she wouldn’t date me, I would hire her. I’d pay whatever it took to make sure she didn’t have time for any other clients. For as long as it took… Until she fell in love with me. A brilliant plan if I didn’t say so myself.

“I meant what I said…the fact that money is involved is only to make sure that no one else touches you while I make you fall in love with me.” He let my neck go before taking my hand and leading me toward the door like he’d simply complimented my dress. I pulled on his hand, and we came to a stop at the door as he looked back at me questioningly. “You’re not actually serious about all this, right? This can’t go on forever…and there will be other clients.” He didn’t blink. “If another man touches you, I’ll kill him.”

“Then I’ll love what’s left of you.” I watched as the words sank into her skin. “I’ll love whatever you can give me, and it will be enough. Because, Sloane,” I murmured, pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear. “Even a single piece of you is worth more than anything anyone else could give me.” A harsh sob burst from her lips as she buried her face into my chest.

“I want you,” he said roughly. “I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. I want you more than hockey, more than money…more than fucking air. Tell me I can

finally have you, Sloane.” He took a deep breath. “Tell me that you’re mine.”