Excerpt Dirty Secret by Mira Lyn Kelly

Oct 292020
 

DIRTY Secret (Slayers Hockey #1) by Mira Lyn Kelly

In my defense, I didn’t know she was his sister…
This team hates me. Something about my chronic case of resting prick face and that thing with the captain when the season started. My fist, his jaw. Yeah, we go back and not in a good way.

Coach says no more “confrontational BS” or I don’t play at all. And that’s a hit my career in the NHL can’t take. So the plan is simple. Keep my head down and finish out my contract with my fists checked.

There’s just one problem.

Allie. The girl from Vancouver eight months ago. The one with the sexy, shy, and sinfully bold smile and the sweetest, wettest mouth I ever tasted. The girl who blew my mind and then blew out of my life without giving me her number.

Turns out she’s the captain’s little sister. And even though my career depends on it… I can’t stay away from her.

Excerpt Dirty Secret by Mira Lyn Kelly
When I get home, I kick my Chucks into the corner by the closet and look around my empty
apartment feeling at loose ends. I don’t trust myself with the replay of the game I just watched. I can’t
handle seeing Vaughn Vassar looking at me like that again tonight. Not without risking things neither
of us ought to risk.
Closing my eyes, I slowly lower myself to sit at the stepdown to the living area and try to focus on all
the reasons leaving the bar was the right thing to do. Telling myself that kiss from this afternoon was
a mistake, no matter how good it felt.
So good.
I could be back at the bar in—
Knock, knock, knock.
Sucking in a startled breath, I push to my feet. My heart speeds as that restless feeling in my belly
turns into a kind of instinctual pull that draws me to the door.
I don’t have to check to know this isn’t my brother.
It’s not George looking to chat, or Helene showing up with snacks and office gossip.
Not tonight.
My fingers tingle as I reach for the knob, my heart races, and my mind empties of all the reasons this
is a mistake. Of everything except the relief surging through my veins as I swing the door open.
Vaughn is braced against the frame again. He’s lost the suit jacket, and his big arms are flexed and
straining as he barely holds himself back.
“I shouldn’t be here,” he says, the words gravel rough and rubbing against me in ways that only make
me want to hear more. “I don’t even have a fucking excuse to check on you.”
“But you came anyway,” I whisper, drinking him in.
“I came anyway.”
The muscle in his jaw jumps over and again as his silver eyes swirl with an intensity that matches the
energy coming off him in waves. I shouldn’t be reaching for him, but I don’t think I could stop if I tried.
I want this. I want him. My fingers curl into the gap between the buttons of his dress shirt and I tug.
There’s a beat of resistance when he pulls back and our eyes connect—and then he’s launching
forward on a growl so savagely possessive, I feel it through the deepest part of me. That big arm I
couldn’t stop staring at sweeps around me as his mouth crashes against mine in a feral kiss. This isn’t
tender or tentative. It’s desperate and hungry and has me half climbing his body before my shoulders
hit the door he just swung shut with his foot.
Hands roaming over my thighs and ass, he alternates between gentle and desperate, stroking one
second and gripping the next. Making me groan around the thrust of his tongue. Making me rock into
that thick, steely ridge lodged between us.
“Allie, tell me this isn’t a mistake.”
I need more of his mouth, more of his kiss. More of his huge chest pressing hot and hard against my
own so I can’t feel anything but him. “It’s not a mistake.”
It’s critical. Necessary.
It’s my first full breath in weeks, months. “We just—we just need to get it out of our system. That’s all.”
His nostrils flare, and his eyes burn over me as his hand tightens in my hair. “I don’t think—” But
instead of finishing whatever he was going to say, he blows out a harsh breath and gives me a single
nod.
And then I have it, the crush of his kiss.

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