Briggs: A Carolina Reapers Novel by Samantha Whiskey

Author:Samantha Whiskey [Whiskey, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

The energy crackled and vibrated my chest—the seats I’d snagged were as close to the partition as we could get. It felt like I could practically reach over it and smack Cormac’s ass on the ice if I wanted to.

Which I didn’t want to.

Okay, maybe just a little.

Fans packed the seats, and cheers or cries of outrage rang whenever a ref made a bad call. And being able to actually hear the crack of bodies against the walls or the smack of a stick against the ice was ten times more invigorating than the muted noises in the VIP box.

“You’re the best,” I said to Grace, who sat next to me. “This is absolutely the only way to watch a game.”

“Told you,” she said, her eyes on the game unfolding before us. “You can feel it here.”

I nodded in agreement, my heart racing as if I were the one currently shredding the ice right now.

But I wasn’t.

Cormac was. And he was fucking brilliant. He used his entire body to propel him forward, faster, like a lightning strike—powerful, beautiful, just this side of terrifying. I’d always known how talented he was, but seeing it this close? Hearing the ice scrape beneath his skates, seeing the determination on his face, and watching the way his team complimented one another? It was downright mesmerizing.

Exhilarating.

Chaotic.

Hot.

Cormac to a freaking T.

“Something wrong with the VIP box?” Silas’s voice sounded over the crazed energy and cheering from the fans all around us, and I glanced to the other side of Grace, where Silas stood on the stairs next to her aisle seat.

I leaned closer so he could hear me. “I wanted to be close to the action,” I said, and Silas smiled as he dropped to a crouch, putting him at our level for the conversation.

Grace’s eyes about popped out of her as she glanced to me, and I had to bite back a laugh.

“It’s something, isn’t it?” he asked, his eyes darting from the ice back to us.

“Insanity,” I said. “Beautiful insanity.” I looked to Grace, who seemed to be trying to make herself disappear with Silas so close to her, but his eyes were on the ice again. “This is my friend, Grace,” I said when she wasn’t speaking up herself.

Silas turned his attention back to us and gave her a small nod in that signature cool and collected way Silas did. “You two have a fun time,” he said, rising to his full and significant height. “Just wanted to make sure you hadn’t been booted from the VIP box for some reason.”

I laughed. “Me? Never,” I said innocently.

He chuckled, then dipped his head and walked up the stairs.

“What a weirdo,” Grace said, and I tilted my head.

“What? Why?”

She waved behind her. “What’s a billionaire doing in jeans and a Reaper shirt?” she asked, slightly flustered. “And why the hell does it matter if you’re down here with the lowly citizens.”

“Omigod, he didn’t say anything like that.”

“Sure he did,” she said, shaking her head. “You don’t see it because you’re one of the rare ones.

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