Blank Canvas (Irons and Works, #2)

by E.M. Lindsey

“He wouldn’t have told me if he didn’t want you to find out,” Mat went on. “He knows I can’t keep my mouth shut for shit.”

“Hockey? Is that why you made me fall down the fucking rabbit hole of Tyler Seguin’s hockey ass that night?”

“I mean, if my life wasn’t a goddamn shit-show, I’d seduce the actual fuck out of you, maybe date you. Since you walked into the room that night looking like an awkward kicked puppy at Derek’s heels, I wanted to pin you to the ground and shove my tongue down your throat.” “Jesus,” Niko managed in a broken whisper.

“I’ll write you a goddamn novel if you want, but only after you get my dick inside of you.”