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EXCERPT:

“Let’s get married,” he blurts out when we get outside.

I look around for Ashton Kutcher, wondering if I’m being punked. Or perhaps I heard him wrong. Yeah, that has to be it.

“Come again?” I gawk at him.

“I’d love to. But the studio’s occupied right now, so it’d be hard to sneak into the closet,” he teases.

I punch him in the stomach, and he keels over.

“Jesus Christ, you’re so dang feisty, woman!” He stands up, shaking his head. “What I was saying is … let’s get married.”

“And why the hell would we do that?” I scowl. “Have you lost your mind?”

He steps toward me, taking my hands in his. “Because you need a green card. And, hey, I’m sort of over getting attention from all the single … and taken women on campus. You’d be doing me a favor, really.” He gives me a small grin. “What do you say?”

“You’re mocking me, right? My whole needing a green card thing? You’re making it a joke?” I shrug, pulling my hands from his. “Well, sorry to be a party pooper, but joke’s over.”

I start to turn, but he grabs my arm, forcing me to look at him.

“I’m not joking. I one thousand percent mean what I’m saying.” He moves his hand to my wrist, enveloping it with his fingers. “What do you have to lose, Ryann?”

“Marriage is a big deal,” I whisper, gawking at him like he’s insane. And right now, I kind of think he might be. “I mean, not really to me. Because I’ve never even given it a thought. But to guys like you? It’s everything.” I narrow my eyes slightly. “Don’t you get that?”

“Why haven’t you given it a thought?” he asks softly.

“Because I don’t believe in all of that happily ever after marriage crap.” I shrug lazily. “I never have.”

“Well, that’s sad, Ryann.” He’s so relaxed, and I don’t understand how he could be. “But just because you refused to be my friend, basically used me, and hate the sight of me—that doesn’t mean I don’t consider you a friend of mine. Because I do.” He pauses. “I like you, Ryann. You’re badass. And to be honest, I’d be pretty honored to have you as my wife. If you’ll have me, that is.”

“This is … crazy,” I say, thinking out loud. “Don’t you get how crazy this all is?”

“Maybe it is. Maybe I’m nuts. But if it keeps you here and you get to keep chasing your dreams, I’m okay with that.” He shrugs. “Look, I have to go to practice. Just think about it, okay?”

As he starts to turn, my voice stops him. “Watson?”

“Yeah, Tiny Dancer?”

“You actually mean this? You’d really do this for me?” I take a step closer. “Even though you hardly know me?”

“Hell yeah, I would. And I know you enough.” He reaches down, brushing his thumb against my chin and tilting my head upward. “I want to help you, Ryann. Take my help.”

My heart is beating so fast. I have no idea what I’m about to say. I know in the long run, this decision is probably going to bite me in the butt. But I can’t help but do what my brain is telling me.

“I’ll marry you,” I croak. “As long as you’re sure. I mean, obviously, we’ll be getting a divorce at some point. But … this is your first marriage. Are you sure you want to waste it on me?”

“Damn straight, I do. Wouldn’t want my first wife to be anyone else, Tiny Dancer.” He winks, dropping his hand. “Meet me at the courthouse at three o’clock.”

BLURB:

An entire campus knows my name. Women throw themselves at me, hoping I’ll take them home that night. Whispers from the NHL say I’m the one to watch. And the weight of each game is on my shoulders because if our opposing team scores … that’s on me. All the things that keep me up at night are probably someone else’s dreams.

From the moment I saw Ryann Denver in my Business 101 class, I was intrigued and determined to get to know her. But unlike most girls at Brooks, she hates athletes. And when I introduce myself to her, she makes it perfectly clear that she’s not interested. So, I walk away forever with my tail tucked firmly between my legs.

But as fate would have it, we’re paired up together in a charity dance event. And now, whether she likes it or not, she has to spend time with me. A lot of time. I guess I’m in luck because it turns out she can use me in her corner right now. And when she finds herself in trouble and I’m the only one she can run to, she figures out maybe I’m not that bad after all.

Ryann is going to see I’m not like the players she’s dated in the past.

Especially now that I’m her husband.

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EXCERPT:

“I don’t know how to be around you anymore.”

Her head hangs low, that smile I’ve done crazy things to earn nowhere to be seen. And I hate myself for being the reason it’s gone.

I need to knock it off and fix this. “Hey, I don’t want you to leave.”

“Really?”

She won’t even look at me.

Maybe I wasn’t sure before, but I am now. “Yeah.”

Lara worries her lip between her teeth. “Okay. I’m taking you at your word about the apartment. Thank you. But if you change your mind, you’ll let me know. And even if you don’t, I don’t expect— I— We don’t have to be friends.”

Ooph.

The words hit like a blow. Harder than they should after all this time. I turn them over once more. It’s enough.

“Here’s the thing, Elliot.” I scrub my jaw. “Our baggage is from a million years ago. Sure, we crossed some lines, had some fun… A lot of fun.”

Her lips part in surprise.

Yeah, didn’t see myself going there either. But this needs to be said.

“We were young. Headed in different directions. College. The league. Life happened and we drifted apart. That’s all.”

It wasn’t her fault that I’d quietly gotten it in my head we might be more. Or that when I realized more wasn’t in the cards for us and she was moving on with her life exactly the way we promised each other we would, I couldn’t handle it. That when the time and distance started to grow, it was easier to let it build and build… until that’s all there was.

It wasn’t her fault. And it wasn’t totally mine. Which I’m feeling mature AF being able to acknowledge.

It’s kind of freeing, actually.

I reach out and take her hand. “But before all that? We were really, really good friends.”

Her eyes meet mine. “Yeah, we were. The best.”

I nod. “I miss being friends with you.”

“I miss it too.”

Damn, there’s that smile again. A little bittersweet. A little hopeful.

I shrug. “So maybe we give it a shot. See if there’s a way we can get some of that back?”

I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to look at her without seeing all the stuff that’s about being more than friends. But even though it’s there, might always be there… That line between friendship and more is not one I’ll cross again.

“Yes.” Her grin is as bright as the sun. “I’d like that a lot.”

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𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝙄𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧

I’m Ben Boerboom, the NHL’s favorite puck boy, and Lara’s my slamming hot, former bestie. She’s also the friend who got away and my dirty, dirty accomplice from those two insane weeks that weren’t supposed to change anything… but did.

I wanted it all. Would have wrapped my forever around her finger if she’d let me. But if making bad decisions is my special skill, Lara’s is making good ones… Like prioritizing her career goals and the kind of security she didn’t have growing up.

Hard pass on that kind of heartbreak again. So cue the bunnies. Years of bunnies.

Now Lara’s back in my city. Temporarily. And thanks to a burst pipe and a miscommunication with my sister, she’s living in my spare room.

A lot has changed, but two things haven’t. Her goals and the way she sometimes believes my bad ideas are good… like crossing those lines I swore we wouldn’t cross again.

*All titles in the Slayers Hockey series are loosely connected but can be read as standalones.

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