Series: Slayers Hockey #1
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Bestseller Lexi Ryan
face and that thing with the captain when the season started.
that’s a hit my career in the NHL can’t take.
with my fists checked.
girl from Vancouver eight months ago. The one with the sexy, shy, and sinfully
bold smile and the sweetest, wettest mouth I ever tasted. The girl who blew my
mind and then blew out of my life without giving me her number.
by the closet and look around my empty apartment feeling at loose ends. I don’t
trust myself with the replay of the game I just watched. I can’t handle seeing
Vaughn Vassar looking at me like that again tonight. Not without risking things
neither of us ought to risk.
the stepdown to the living area and try to focus on all the reasons leaving the
bar was the right thing to do. Telling myself that kiss from this afternoon was
a mistake, no matter how good it felt.
heart speeds as that restless feeling in my belly turns into a kind of
instinctual pull that draws me to the door.
up with snacks and office gossip.
races, and my mind empties of all the reasons this is a mistake. Of everything
except the relief surging through my veins as I swing the door open. Vaughn is
braced against the frame again. He’s lost the suit jacket, and his big arms are
flexed and straining as he barely holds himself back.
rough and rubbing against me in ways that only make me want to hear more. “I
don’t even have a fucking excuse to check on you.”
silver eyes swirl with an intensity that matches the energy coming off him in
waves. I shouldn’t be reaching for him, but I don’t think I could stop if I
tried. I want this. I want him. My fingers curl into the gap between the
buttons of his dress shirt and I tug.
our eyes connect—and then he’s launching forward on a growl so savagely
possessive, I feel it through the deepest part of me. That big arm I couldn’t
stop staring at sweeps around me as his mouth crashes against mine in a feral
kiss. This isn’t tender or tentative. It’s desperate and hungry and has me half
climbing his body before my shoulders hit the door he just swung shut with his
between gentle and desperate, stroking one second and gripping the next. Making
me groan around the thrust of his tongue. Making me rock into that thick,
steely ridge lodged between us.
his huge chest pressing hot and hard against my own so I can’t feel anything
but him. “It’s not a mistake.”
just—we just need to get it out of our system. That’s all.”
his hand tightens in my hair. “I don’t think—” But instead of finishing
whatever he was going to say, he blows out a harsh breath and gives me a single
non-extraordinaire. Mira Lyn Kelly is the USA TODAY bestselling author of more
than a dozen sizzly love stories with over a million readers worldwide. Growing
up in the Chicago area, she earned her degree in Fine Arts from Loyola
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Having spent her twenties working and playing in the Windy City, she’s now settled
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