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“I love you, too, Princess. You’re the best chance I’ve ever taken.” I rub her jaw with my thumb and bring her face closer to mine.
Our lips brush against each other, and her breath sends a chill through my body. This is what love feels like. And this is what it feels like to have a woman’s love.
“I can already tell by the look in your eye that you’re about to throw me in the backseat and fuck me senseless. But, before you do that, let me show you what I got for you.”
She unhooks her bra, the left strap sliding down her shoulder. Taking her good old time, I get impatient, and zone in on her tits, losing my train of thought. Sydney was right about wanting to plow her in the backseat. That’s happening the minute we finish our discussion. Once she lifts her arm up, I take in the semi colon tattoo she got inked on her ribcage.
“What does it mean?” I ask, confused.
“Since I’m a writer, I wanted to get something that was meaningful to me. But I also wanted it to represent our relationship. Do you understand the purpose of a semi colon?”
“Yeah, I guess. To break up two sentences, right?”
“A semi colon is used when a sentence could end but it doesn’t. It’s also the symbol of our love. It’s a reminder that our love could have ended with my stupid games and that by changing my ways, I found something real with you. I might be the light to your darkness, but you are my voice of reason, the one person who keeps me on track. You have shown me there are more important things in life than money and power. I had both of those things, and I wasn’t happy. Your love healed me, Carter, made me complete.”
“You did the same for me, baby. I was a broken shell of a man before I met you.”
“You were never broken. All you needed was someone you could be yourself with, someone who loves every part of you.”
I press my lips to hers, taking in her sweet scent as I slip my tongue into her mouth. There’s so much passion behind the kiss, animalistic and intense like me, yet soft and sweet like Sydney. She rocked my world the day she had become a permanent fixture in my life. Because of this woman, I am whole again, no longer the shell I once was. But we saved each other, healed each other with our love. There’s no one else I would rather have shine a light on my darkness. Sydney is the one.
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Jameson
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As the man-of-honor in the most anticipated sports wedding of the year, Jameson O’Connor has a problem. He needs a date. But his best friend, who is also the bride-to-be, keeps scaring them away. On accident.
Through the course of planning the bridal shower, shopping for wedding gowns, and hosting bachelorette parties, Jameson finally meets a girl who can hang. Or so he thinks. When he meets Regan Turner at a basketball game, Jameson has no idea she’s hockey royalty.
Because of her upbringing, Regan is through with hockey players and wants no part of them. She assumes Jameson is an athlete because of the company he keeps. But she likes him. And Jameson is persistent. He won’t take no for an answer.
Jameson likes the sporty blonde, wears her down with his charms, and Regan will be his date to the wedding. No matter how much convincing it takes to get her there.
Jameson Excerpt
Jameson
The hum of screaming fans fills the Wells Fargo Center as their cheers bring the event center to life. I get a certain high from being in this environment. But I also feel for Charlie. It reminds me of when she played college basketball for Villanova. Everything I had done or sacrificed to get her there we’d planned around Charlie making it pro until her dream was no longer a reality.
With our lives so intertwined, Charlie’s loss and the pain of her injury were also mine. The day I lifted her off the court and carried her in my arms was one of the most painful experiences of our lives. Luckily, Charlie had met Mickey Donoghue, the famous sports agent. He took her under his wing and gave her the career she has today. She healed on the outside, but I know the trauma of her injury will never go away, like a phantom pain that claws inside her chest.
I feel it, too. As I watch Charlie gaze out onto the basketball court, she sucks in a deep breath, her eyes focused on the players. I’m the only one who knows her well enough to understand the glaze in her eyes and the way she clears her throat to keep herself from breaking down. Basketball will always be her first love. Even Alex hasn’t picked up on her mannerisms. He doesn’t know Charlie the way I do.
“What do you think of the seats?” Charlie asks. “We got the hook up this time. I picked them just for you. Alex wanted a box, but I talked him out of it.”
I nod, unable to take my eyes off the game. “Good call.”
The Chicago Bulls are making the Sixers look like a high school basketball team, and I don’t want to miss a second of it. Charlie hooked us up with courtside seats for the Sixers-Bulls game. It doesn’t get much better than this. And having Rico come along with us only makes it that much sweeter.
“Are you trying to butter me up after a long day of doing women crap?”
We spent the entire day shopping for Charlie’s wedding gown and doing girly things that I don’t even understand. Being the man-of-honor in Charlie’s wedding is still such a foreign concept to me. I have no idea what I’m supposed to do. Instead, I wait for the girls to tell me what’s next on the list.
