The Game That Breaks Us by Micalea Smeltzer
Genre: New Adult
Series: Us #3
Release Date: June 27th
Release Date: June 27th
Hockey’s bad boy needs to clean up his reputation…Bennett James has built his career at being the best, on and off the ice, and now it’s come back to bite him. The media has turned against him, and with a near career-ending injury, he needs to clean up his act and prove that he’s serious about the game. For Bennett, working with his old coach at his alma mater feels like a step back, but it might be just what he needs.…and she’s going to help him do it.Grace Wentworth has always been the good girl, and she’s tired of that stigma. She wants to prove that she can get down and dirty with the best of them. The problem? She doesn’t know how.Bennett will teach the good girl how to be bad, if she pretends to be his goody two-shoes girlfriend in front of the media.But what happens when the game becomes real?
I find Bennett sitting on the couch, changed into a pair of sweatpants—shirtless.
Kill me now.
The man’s body is a work of art between all his muscles—seriously, hockey must be really good for the body—and the tattoos. There’s a spear between his shoulder blades and I wonder if he got it to represent the Plymouth Hunters.
He looks up when he hears me. “What do you want to watch?”
“You pick. I’ll probably fall asleep anyway.” I yawn as if to prove my point. I sit down beside him, careful to keep a distance between us.
He notices and shoots me a shit-eating grin. “What are you afraid of, Princess? That if you get too close you won’t be able to get enough? Come on, you can look … and lick if you want.”
“You’re so gross.” I push his shoulder and he falls back cackling.
Then, just because I can, I grab his arm and lick his firm bicep over a tattoo of a leaf.
He laughs even louder. “That’s not what I meant for you to lick,” he chortles.
I blush and mumble, “I know.”
He touches my cheek, and I reluctantly lift my eyes to his. He stares at me intensely, and for a moment, I think he’s going to kiss me, but just as quickly, he pulls away and says, “I’m picking Snow Dogs.”
“What?” I say, confused. “Wait, the moving with Cuba Gooding Jr.?”
“That’s the one.” He presses some buttons and the movie begins to play.
“I cannot believe you own Snow Dogs let alone want to watch it.” I shake my head. “You keep on surprising me.”
He smiles. “As do you, Princess.”
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