My name is Rachel Price, and two months ago, I walked away from the perfect man. Sweet and funny, and so hot it should be illegal—we shared one magical night. No names. No strings. I never thought I'd see him again.
I was wrong. It turns out Mr. Perfect is the playboy grinder for the Jacksonville Rays, the NHL's hottest new hockey team . . . and I'm his new physical therapist. Oh, and the jerk doesn't even recognize me!
This fellowship is going to be the longest ten months of my life. Mr. Perfect Mistake will do anything to get back on my good side. Meanwhile, his best friend is the surly new equipment manager always riding my case. Worst of all, I've got an uncooperative goalie who thinks I can't tell he's hiding an injury!
This is my chance to prove myself, and I'm not risking it for anything. But with one unexpected night, one secret revealed, these men are ready to test all my limits. I can't fall for a player . . . let alone three. But if love is a game, these guys are playing to win.
Why You Should Read This Book
Tropes
Trigger Warnings
Pucking Around
“Don’t think we didn’t see you flitting around in our jerseys tonight, spinning us up with your flirty smiles. You’re fucking next, Seattle!
“You give me a chance, and I’ll be so damn good to you. I’ll treat you so right, baby. You’re it for me.”
“It’s yours. Take me. Fuck me, Mars. And don’t hold back. God—please—just stop holding back. Let me in out of the cold.”
“How can I, when you’ve already got them all locked down in the Price Pussy Palace?”
“On your knees, Hurricane. Whores who like to get fucked get on their knees and beg for it.”
“I’m not giving up on us, Seattle. We’re inevitable.”
“By choosing you, they chose your baggage too. That’s how grown-up relationships work, Rach. They don’t get the girl without the drama. If all three of them are sticking, and you want them to stick, you gotta let them stick, babe.”
“But this isn’t just sex for me, Rachel. Hell, at this point, I’ll settle for just breathing your air. I’ll rub your feet on the couch after a long day. I’ll do your laundry. I’ll hold your purse while you shop for trail mix. That’s how crazy I am about you. I have to be me, and this is who I am. This is how I feel. Move in and be with me. With us. Whatever that looks like to you, we’ll figure it out. Just give me more than this nothing. I can’t bear another second of the nothing.”
“And I don’t just mean that I get to fuck you and hold you and orbit you like a satellite. I mean that you’re all fucking mine. You’re my Seattle Girl. Wear my jersey, you better be ready to wear my ring and my name, because that’s where this is going for me. Don’t fucking tease me again unless you’re all the way there too.”
“Imagine your cock buried to the hilt inside my cunt, Mars. Then Caleb slides in with his pierced dick, edging you to the point of euphoria. That’s when my pussy will strangle you both, and we all come together in a shaking, sweating pile of arms and legs and dripping cum. That’s DVP.”
“She’s strong. She doesn’t take his bullshit. And his shine doesn’t blind her the way it has other women. She can handle him, protect him, and more than match him in strength.”
“I don’t melt for you, Jake Compton. I burn.”
“It’s not fair. He’s got all the smarts, and that weird surfer vampire vibe, and a kinky ribbed cock. How’s a guy supposed to compete with a surfing, sun-kissed Edward Cullen?”
“Don’t you fucking dare. You’re staying right here, Hurricane. We want both our boys to see you just like this.”
“I want you to kiss me like you’ll die if you don’t. Kiss me, and I’ll go back in there. Kiss me, and I’ll do the scans.”
“Oh baby, just you wait. I’ve got the next ten months to slow burn the fuck out of this. Oh, shit. This is about to become my new favorite game.”
“I want all three of you. All at once. I want to be dripping with your cum. Make a mess of me. Claim me so there’s no more doubt where I belong.”
“We’ll define happiness on our terms. But I want you both. And there is no winning here. There is no first or second place. No trophies and no choosing. I am not a prize to be won.”
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