Not every goalie plays it safe…
As a publicist for the San Francisco Thunder hockey team, Dixie Braddock is too busy rescuing the players from trouble to get into any of her own. Except, of course, when it comes to the super hot new goalie. Because when a guy’s kiss curls your toes and sets your heart on fire, how the hell do you just walk away? But if anyone ever catches them together, she’ll lose her job faster than any slapshot.
Eli Casco is on the brink of having everything he ever wanted. He’s finally been called up from the minor leagues to play on a championship team. And he just had the most mind-blowing night with the woman of his dreams. But now that he’s an official Thunder player, Dixie is determined to keep her distance. None of the fame and fortune means anything to him without her to share it. If he truly wants Dixie in his life, it’s time to throw down his gloves and put everything on the line.
Check out the first book in the San Francisco Thunder Series!
He’s used to winning, but now he’s playing with his heart.
Jude Braddock. Hockey god. That’s how everyone sees him now. But when they were teenagers, Zoey knew him as the kid who didn’t have enough nerve to make a move on their one and only disastrous date. Seems he doesn’t have that problem anymore, though. According to the rumors, he’s with a different woman every night. After a rough divorce, the last thing Zoey needs is more heartbreak. But Jude’s cocky, playful attitude is mighty hard to resist.
Jude knows he isn’t built for long-term relationships. But he’s getting sick of women pounding on his door in the middle of the night looking for a rematch. When Zoey comes back into his life, it’s like fate has given him a second chance. He’ll do anything to make her happy again. Is this what love looks like? He has no idea. All he knows for sure is that this time, he’s playing for keeps.
Eli loves his girl…
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Sweet Dixie,
I know as soon as you wake up and see this note on the pillow where my head should be, and realize that I left for the road trip without waking you up, that you’re going to start planning six hundred ways to kick my ass when I get home. But I couldn’t wake you. You looked too peaceful and I know you need the sleep. You work too hard at everything – at your job, at being an incredible daughter, being the bane of Jude’s existence, and most of all being the most supportive, loving, sexy AF partner in the world. None of us deserve you, least of all me, so I wasn’t about to steal rest from you for my selfish need to hear your voice one more time and feel your body one last time before I jump on a plane with a bunch of stinky dudes for almost a week. Plus, if I woke you up, I would have done it with my tongue… running it up and down and into all your perfect places… and then I would have missed the plane.
See you in four days. If anything happens with your dad, or you just want to talk, you know the rules – you call day or night. Same rule if you’re just a little pent up and need some release… day or night I’m here for Skype sex. I know I’ve turned you into a bit of a rule breaker, but these are not meant to be broken.
One last thing, I am still looking for my own apartment and the broker is bugging me to pick something or stop wasting her time. Can I just tell her the truth? I don’t want to be anywhere but in this little studio with you. Preferably naked… or in heels… with a Dustbuster. Because no huge, immaculate, luxury condo she’s shown me makes me feel as at home or happy as I am curled up here with you. Let’s just make it official, okay?
Love you sweet Dixie. Always.
Yours,
Eli
Victoria Denault loves long walks on the beach, cinnamon dolce lattes and writing angst-filled romance. She lives in LA but grew up in Montreal, which is why she is fluent in English, French and hockey. You can check out more on her website.
Absolutely LOVED Slammed! I’m still swooning for Eli!