Crush: A Single Dad Hockey Romance by June Winters

Author:June Winters [Winters, June]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

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I left Chloe's room, shut the door, and went to Brynn's room.

I stood outside. I didn't know what to do, what to think. My hand went to my pocket. Brynn's thong brought a pained smile to my face. I squeezed her panties into a tight ball in my fist. They were still damp …

I sighed.

What am I supposed to do now?

Chapter 22

Brynn

There was a knock at the door. I knew it was Shea. I'd heard him go into Chloe's room only minutes before.

“Come in,” I said.

The door opened and Shea's statuesque figure loomed in the doorway. Quietly, he entered and shut the door behind him. With a tired sigh, he walked near and lowered himself on to my bed. I'd kill to have him climb under the sheets and be with me—not because I wanted to finish where we left off, but only because I wanted his strong arms wrapped around me. I wanted his breath on my ear, I wanted his gentle reassurances that everything would be alright, everything between us could work out …

But he faced away from me instead.

I sat up, wrapped my arms around him, my bare breasts pressed against his back.

I spoke his name forlornly. “Shea.”

“Hm?” He sounded so disinterested.

Gently, I kissed at the nape of his neck. I clutched and kneaded at his powerful pecs. I'd do anything to be the object of his desire and affection again. But he leaned away from me and pried my hands from his chest. He reached into his pocket for something. He dangled my thong from the tip of his finger, as if it disgusted him.

“Here,” he said. “You left this downstairs.”

He didn't want me. He couldn't have made that any more clear.

“Just throw it somewhere,” I muttered.

“Where?”

“Throw it in the trash. I don't care.”

I collapsed to the bed, crawled under the sheets and curled away from him.

“I'm sorry,” I said.

“For what?” he asked.

“Cynthia or Chloe showed you, I imagine.”

“Showed me what?”

I could tell that he knew—he just wanted me to come clean. I turned around to face him.

“The picture of me. With your poster. Right?”

He didn't answer, but his silence all but confirmed that he knew.

“Well, yes, it's true. I had a crush on you when I was young.”

He didn't say a word.

“You want the whole story? Fine, here it is: I thought my older brothers were so cool, and all I wanted to do was hang out with and be accepted by them. They loved hockey so, naturally, I had to love hockey, too. And who started getting all this media attention at the same time I started watching? A handsome young rookie. You were a hero before you'd even set foot on the ice. And unlike the other Brawlers, you weren't missing teeth, your nose didn't zig-zag in ten different directions, you didn't look like somebody's weird uncle. No, you were such a pretty-boy with your long locks of hair—but on the ice, you were dangerous. And you were so fun-loving and well-spoken in your interviews.

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