The Faker: A Marriage of Convenience Hockey Romance (Boston Hawks Hockey) by Gina Azzi

Author:Gina Azzi [Azzi, Gina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781734582581
Publisher: Three Cities Publishing LLC
Published: 2021-04-20T18:30:00+00:00

“For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow” rings out loudly as Torsten’s teammates pound on tabletops and whistle loudly.

“Happy birthday, Big Daddy!” Claire cheers, approaching the table with two pitchers of beer.

Behind her, I balance a tray of Patron shots on my hand and a few of the guys groan.

“Just one shot! For his birthday,” I tell them.

They all acquiesce, knowing Torsten is the king of shots. No one, save for Indy, is getting out of the back room of Taps without downing at least one tequila shot. I pass out the glasses and when I set one down in front of Torsten, he catches my wrist and tugs until I’m perched in his lap.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s his birthday and he’s feeling playful, or if he wants to put on a show in front of his teammates, or if he really just wants me in his lap, but I don’t protest. At all. In fact, I shimmy my ass until it’s pressed against his groin and lean back against the muscled planes of his chest.

The whistles ring out around us but I don’t care. Across the table, one of Torsten’s teammates, James, watches me curiously. As soon as I make eye contact, he averts his gaze. But I can’t think too much about it because in the next moment, the team chant has shifted.

“Kiss her! Kiss her!” These brawny hockey players demand like little boys.

Claire’s mouth drops open but she joins the chant, my traitorous best friend. Indy cracks up, one hand covering her mouth, the other resting on her baby bump.

Torsten shifts behind me, his hand covers my thigh, and he leans forward. “Guys, guys. Simmer down. Ri and I—” he tries to formulate a response that will let us graciously bow out of a public smooch.

But after getting married, a little kiss isn’t going to stand in the way of showing everyone what we want, what we need, them to believe. Besides, I’d be lying my ass off if I said I didn’t actually want to kiss Torsten. As if it hasn’t been the only thing I’ve been fantasizing about for the past week. Well, not the only thing but…

I turn into him until my breasts drag across his chest. His eyes widen in surprise but the corners of his mouth curl upwards. Before he can say anything, I kiss him. I kiss him hard. Boldly. With certainty. As if I belong to him and he belongs to me.

Torsten’s hands wrap around my upper arms and hold me steady as I deepen the kiss, slanting my mouth over his and pressing against him. He leans back, his one hand cupping my cheek as his tongue demands more from mine. For a second, we duel for command but at the same time, we both settle into the moment, our tongues touching, our hearts racing, and our bodies melting together.

“Get a room!” Panda shouts, throwing straw wrappers at us.

I laugh and pull back, noting the surprise mixed with wonder in Torsten’s eyes.

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