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Game
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Power Play # 1
By: Lynda Aicher
Releasing February 16th,
2015
Carina Press
Synopsis
One night, one time,
nothing more. That’s all it was supposed to be.
They’d agreed their first night together would be their only night together—and
Minnesota Glaciers defenseman Dylan Rylie was fine with that. Giant hickeys and
claw marks on his ass had never been his style, even if the very memory of
Samantha Yates’s merciless sexual energy gets him hard within seconds. He needs
to focus on getting a better contract, not mind-blowing orgasms.
One night, one time,
nothing more. Fresh off representing the US at the
Games and with nowhere else to play, Samantha gave in to one night of frantic
passion with the Glaciers’ brawny hotshot. She couldn’t get hurt—not if she
controlled the outcome. And she planned to leave Minnesota soon, anyway. She
didn’t expect to be recruited to coach Dylan after they’d gotten down and
dirty.
When brutal on-ice
workouts lead to kinky locker room sessions and “one night” falls by the
wayside, Samantha insists on keeping things casual, despite Dylan’s quiet hope
for more. But when Dylan goes down—hard—and his career is in jeopardy, Samantha
is the first one by his side. What will it take to keep her there
Excerpt
Timing was everything,
and she waited for her moment to kick up some fun on an otherwise blasé event.
The charity that donated hockey equipment to kids from military families was a
great cause that would benefit from a little show. At least, that was what she
told herself.
“Don’t be stupid,”
Meg warned in her ear.
“Why not?” Sam asked.
“What do I have to lose?” Absolutely nothing. She’d never do anything to smear
her name, but it wasn’t like she had a hockey career to worry about. Or a coach
she was accountable to.
Or a reason to
behave.
Rylie was spending as
much time tipping his trademark worn brown cowboy hat at the passing women as
he was paying attention to the kids looking for pointers. The ends of his brown
hair curled over the back of the gray hoodie he’d worn under his jersey and
seemed to match his hat color almost perfectly. Too perfectly.
Nicknamed Cowboy
within the hockey world, he was dubbed Pretty Boy as well. The second label was
coined his rookie season by a sports announcer and as far as Sam had heard and
seen, the man cultivated both brands equally.
“Hi, Rylie,” a group
of teenage girls dressed in skinny jeans and overdone makeup chorused as they
skated past. Rylie shot them a nod and grin that somehow managed to be
appropriate for the age of the girls.
Sam shook her head
and chuckled at his easy charm. The guy had it all. Talent, looks,
personality—he was a star in the making. One full of potential if he didn’t get
distracted by the fame and parties he seemed to enjoy.
Walters smacked the
puck toward Rylie, and Sam broke through the kids to swoop across the ice and
steal the puck from the preoccupied man. A cheer went up from the kids when she
circled the pro player, puck firmly in her control. The air chilled her cheeks
and laughter rang in her ears as she sped away.
A quick glance over
her shoulder showed Rylie chasing her, the determined pull of his brows
blending with a full smile that somehow managed to put a matching one on her
face. She caught sight of Meg and passed the puck off before she stopped then
took off in the direction she’d just come from.
The circle of kids
widened as Walters got into the play, tailing Meg. She swooped around a group
of unsuspecting adults, using them as a pick to cut off Walters, and she
smacked the puck back to Sam.
“Think you’re hot
stuff, do you, Yates?” Rylie was at her side, jabbing his stick at the puck
with no effect. She was under no illusion the man knew who she was. Her name
was printed in big letters across the back of her jersey.
“Just having some
fun.” She cut a sharp circle and faced off Rylie, who skidded to a quick stop.
He tapped his stick
on the ice, an indulgent half smile on his lips. “Come on then.”
He glanced
over his shoulder. “You and me to the net.”
Her stomach did an
unwanted flip when his eyes landed back on her. An interesting mix of brown and
green, they seemed to dance with the same excitement that flooded her. The
challenge was exactly what she’d wanted and his proposition was the best offer
she’d had in months. On or off the ice.
“You are so on,” she
said, grinning.
after
he’s healed?
Author
Info
Lynda Aicher has
always loved to read. After years of weekly travel implementing computer
software into global companies, she ended her nomadic lifestyle to raise her
two children. Now her imagination is her only limitation on where she can go
and her writing lets her escape from the daily duties as a mom, wife,
chauffeur, scheduler, cook, teacher, volunteer, cleaner and mediator. Find her
at: http://lyndaaicher.com
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