The Slapshot Series Box Set Books 7-9 by Heather C. Myers

Author:Heather C. Myers [Myers, Heather C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grey Star Publishing, LLC

By the time four o'clock rolled around, Natalie had received a text from Bruce, asking her to confirm the time of mediation, and a text from Chris, asking if they were still on for tonight. Natalie was tempted not to respond to either of them, but Chris deserved to know her answer. The problem was, Natalie didn't even know the answer. The money sounded tempting, and she couldn't help but be intrigued by the possibility that Chris could make Bruce jealous since Bruce had never been the jealous type before.

However, the minute she saw him in the lobby of the hotel, wearing a pressed collar shirt and tan slacks, his big, powerful body tucked tightly away in a suit that was just the right amount of snug, her heart skipped a beat. His hair was tied up into a small bun and he looked like Thor. It made sense why Holiday called him Thor the whole night. When his crisp blue eyes locked onto her, he stood and Natalie felt pink invade her cheeks and she had to look away. Watching him was too much to take.

This is my husband, she reminded herself. I am married to that.

When she reached where he was, they stared awkwardly at one another, their bodies facing each other while simultaneously positioned at sharp angles held together by tension and uncertainty. Chris dropped his arms and reached out to her. Natalie stepped forward and they embraced. The first thing she realized upon hugging him was how tight his body was and how warm he, himself, was. She allowed herself to close her eyes, to feel embedded in such powerful warmth, knowing this man—this stranger—would protect her from anything that might come her way. She inhaled his scent, something fresh and clean, and exhaled silently.

"Good to see you," he said. "Would you like to sit?"

Natalie nodded her head and took a seat in the leather arm chair behind her. They were currently in the lobby of the hotel, a small, brown table between them with a local magazine with a picture of Holly Madison winking on top of it. Natalie slid down in the seat and crossed her legs, rolling her shoulders back so her back was straight. She almost decided to wear the dress she had worn earlier in the day but felt like she wanted to be casual, so she chose skinny jeans and a nice top instead. Now, looking at Chris in a pressed suit, she wished she had sprung for something more formal.

"We can order drinks here, if you want," Chris put his hand up, hoping to flag down a waiter from the nearby bar. Soft music tinkled in the background.

"As long as there isn't any alcohol in mine," Natalie teased. "I think after last night I’ve had enough for a lifetime."

Chris smiled, giving her a friendly look, as a petite brunette dressed in black and white came over.

"Hello, Mr. Worthington," she said. "Are you finally ready to order?"

At that moment, Natalie's gaze dropped to Chris's hand.

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