Before We Came (Lakes Hockey, #1)

by Sloane St. James

“How far are we going tonight?” I need her consent before I take this any further. “Far,” she pants, pulling her shirt off. Fuck. “Damn it, Gray.”

“You’re enough for me. In any capacity.” I lean forward to bring my lips to the shell of her ear. “Just because I get a lot of attention, doesn’t mean I give mine away as freely.”

“I didn’t know you could drink so much.” “You’d be surprised at how much I can swallow.” She giggles. Yeah. She’s drunk.

I want whatever this is to be different—so I need to treat her differently from the women before her—which is also why I purchased a new bed and mattress last week. Eventually, I’ll have her in my bed, and she deserves no one’s sloppy seconds.