Breathe With Me (Playing For Keeps #5)

by Becka Mack

“There are five players and one goalie on the ice at all times for each team, unless there’s a penalty. When there’s a penalty for someone on your team, and you have to try to stop the other team from scoring, it’s called a penalty kill. When the other team has a penalty, it’s called a power play. A hat trick is when you score three times in the same game, which you did three games ago in Florida. You also punched someone that game, which got you a major penalty, which is five minutes, and it was so hot I⁠—” “I love you.” Her gaze snaps to mine. “What?” “I love you, Cara. And I don’t care that it’s only been three weeks, and maybe you think I’m a little crazy. I’ve been crazy since the day I took one look at you and told myself you were it for me, and I’ll be crazy for the rest of my life, because there’s nothing sane about the way I love you.” Cara’s eyes bounce between mine, like she’s seeing every word, tasting them, searching for the hidden meaning. There is none. She’s mine. She owns me, my heart, my soul, every goddamn thought, and I don’t care if it doesn’t make sense. I’m just going to pray to God that she feels the same way. “Watch the shoe-daggers,” she breathes out, and before I can ask her what she means, she leaps at my chest. Tosses her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Claims my mouth with hers as my hands go to her ass, holding her to me while I taste all her unspoken words from her tongue. But then she gives me those, too. “I love you, too,...