Perfect Score: A Second Chance Christmas Hockey Romance by Kenna King

Author:Kenna King [King, Kenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-20T00:00:00+00:00

I woke up this morning with no idea where last night left Brent and I, or Liam and I, except that Liam and Shelby are still together, and now I'm acutely aware of how good Brent is with his fingers.

Not to mention all the things that Brent and I admitted yesterday in the elevator, moments that happened a lifetime ago. Brent saying that he would have fought harder if he had known about the hotel room, has me still curious what he meant.

An hour later, my hair is curled and in a ponytail for ice skating after Gran's party that we're headed to first, and my makeup is done.

A knock on the door makes me jump.

“Zoey, you in there?” Brent’s raspy morning voice says against the door.

“Uh, yeah. Just finishing up.”

I can hear the faint sound of some sports channel on inside the suite. He must have woken up and turned on the TV.

I walk to the door, unlock it, and twist the handle, pulling it towards me.

I’m met instantly with those seafoam green eyes and disheveled dark hair.

He’s still in only a pair of boxer briefs he was in last night, but a quick check proves that his erection for last night has died down. Even soft, the bulge still evident behind the thin material suggests that everything about Brent is to scale.

Big guy.

Big heart.

Big cock.

The first two are the only ones we’ve agreed to. The big guy will make Liam jealous, and the big heart got me this beautiful suite and offered to make my ex jealous. Not to mention everything he does to take care of Tessa and his Gran.

How does a guy like that just not show up to pick up a girl after he left candles and flowers on her front stoop asking her to prom?

“The bathroom is all yours,” I tell him, stepping out and giving him access to it.

He takes one step toward the bathroom as I move around him.

He reaches out, his fingertips reaching out and pressing gently against my stomach to stop my progress from moving out of his way. Tingles break out from his touch. I remember very vividly the way it feels to have his fingers all over me.

It’s crazy that less than twenty-four hours ago, I hated this man but now his touch makes my body perk up and take notice.

“Hey… we're okay after last night, right?”

His eyes lock on me, flicking between them as if he’s trying to read something I might not say.

“Yeah, we're fine. And thank you for that. I needed it." I admit, feeling a little blush forming

He pulls his hand off my belly and then rubs the back of his neck to my question.

“You never have to thank me for that. I'll happily take care of you anytime you want this weekend. Just one of the many perks of me being your fake boyfriend. You don't have to fake everything."

Oh my God, did he honestly just say that?

"How do you know I didn't fake it last night?" I ask, challenging him.

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