Five hockey players, a cabin in the woods...and little old me, Winnie Berlin.
Sounds like the start of a fantasy, right? But it's not. It's my reality.
It all started when I got lost in the middle of the Canadian Rockies. A wicked thunderstorm sent my car mud sliding into a ditch, and for a girl whose survival skills involve finding the nearest Starbucks, I was in deep trouble.
Forced to abandon my car in search of help, I stumbled upon a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Soaking wet, irritated, and in desperate need of a hot shower, I knocked on the door for help only to be greeted by five boisterous, burly, and insanely attractive men.
Not just men.
Professional hockey players.
I hit the motherload of fantasies, right? Wrong.
Because as it turns out, one of them is my ex-boyfriend's half-brother. And when I end up crashing in their spare bedroom for the night, things take a very unexpected turn.
I'm not sure any amount of survival skills can protect my heart from Vancouver Agitators star goalie, Pacey Lawes. But as long as we kiss and don’t tell, maybe everything will be okay....
Why You Should Read This Book
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Trigger Warnings
Kiss and Don't Tell
“And sorry to say, but I’m going to make sure I work my ass off to make you happy, to keep you happy, and to make sure you don’t go anywhere. You’re mine now, Winnie.”
“I want to fucking date you. I want to take you out, rest my hand on the small of your back while everyone wonders who the hell the gorgeous girl is walking next to me. I want to spoil you, take care of you, give you what you deserve—a man who you can count on, even when things seem tough.”
“Our boy likes a girl. I think this is the first time since we’ve known him that he actually likes a girl, is truly interested in her.”
“You taste phenomenal. I could spend all fucking day here.”
“Dressed for myself. I think it’s good to flirt with yourself on occasion.”
“I’ll show you around my place by fucking you in every room.”
“I’m uncomfortable when Mom and Dad fight.”
“I love you so fucking much, Winnie. I want to kiss you every goddamn minute of every day. I want to be able to hold your hand whenever I fucking want. I want to be able to hear your laugh in person, hold you at night, be the man you deserve.”
“Because I quickly realized, once you were no longer in my life, that I was missing this huge puzzle piece that had made me feel whole again for the first time since my mom died, and that was you. I told him I was in love with someone else.”
“You make me feel like a queen, Pacey. I’ve never felt that way with someone before. I’m still trying to make sense of it all.”
“Trust me, I want to see you ride my cock. I need to see you take control. I want to look you in the eyes when you take me bare and then come all over my cock.”
“Okay, wonderful. You met some celebrities, but what happened after you met them? Did they let you use their phone? Did they attempt to touch you in your no-go areas?”
“Fuck, chuck, or marry—I would fuck myself, marry Posey, chuck Hornsby. Last time we played this, I sat across from Holmes. I told him my favorite body part of his were his thighs. Titans in jeans, thick as hell."
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