His hand landed gently over my heart. I knew just how much power was in that hand—a slapshot that averaged over ninety miles per hour, a punch that could take a guy to his knees, and a spank that made my entire body tingle with pleasure and pain—but no one would believe me if I told them how much tenderness he showed when he held me like this or cradled me in his arms as we drifted off to sleep at night.
