Seth (Johnson Family Rules, #3)

by Carly Marie

He got about two feet away from me and flung himself in my direction. It was only because I’d seen him out of the corner of my eye that I managed to brace myself enough that we both didn’t end up on the ice. In my arms, Seth wrapped his legs around my waist and he adjusted so his arms were around my neck. My muscles shook under his weight, but I wasn’t going to let myself drop him with cameras around us. He grinned down at me, his excitement matching my own. Six months earlier, I would’ve never believed I’d be heading to the Stanley Cup playoffs with my boyfriend. “I can’t belie—” My words were cut off when Seth’s mouth crashed down on mine. Our visors clanked together, and he had to turn his head at a severe angle and use his hands to forcibly move mine the other way. I had no idea when he’d dropped his gloves, but I suspected they were behind me somewhere. I kissed him back on autopilot, my body reacting on impulse to his lips. In the back of my mind, I knew that this was going to be all over the Internet before the kiss was over, but damned if I could stop it now.

Just heart eyes all around.