Shattered Truths (Lies, Hearts and Truths, #3)

by H. Hunting

On a scale of one to spontaneous orgasm, he’s a bean-flicking dream.

“We’re destined to know each other. I like you. I think you’re fucking gorgeous. I want your digits so I can tell you that in awkward text messages.”

“I had this all planned out in my head, you know.” “Oh? How did it go in your head?” “We’d have a great time on the ice together. And every time you’d smile”—he bites his lip—“it would give me an emotional boner.”

“What the hell is an emotional boner?” “It’s a real thing. It’s how I feel every time I make you smile or laugh. Like my emotions are all excited and can’t be contained.”

“I hadn’t planned to move in for a kiss until like…later. But then hormones took over, and I stopped being able to think rationally and shot my plan to shit. Then Mav showed up and cockblocked the kiss.”

“Do you take anything seriously?” “I reserve my seriousness for skate practice and school. The rest of life needs a good dose of who gives a fuck.”

“Fingerbang Friday is my favorite,” I mumble. “Just wait. Tongue-Fuck Tuesday is gonna blow your mind.”