Liz Lincoln
Twelve hours. No Names. No promises. Only passion.CharlieAfter a disastrous job interview, I crash a stranger's wedding, desperate for distraction.Instead, the universe delivers him. The most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen.Before I know it, we’re in his hotel room. Our clothes come off.And next… wow. Just wow. It’s never been like this. So often. So intense. Such toe-curling pleasure.We agree not to share names or identifying details.The anonymity is thrilling, and tomorrow we’ll go our separate ways.Even if the twelve hours I spend with him are the hottest of my life.LeifHer smile draws me in. Our obvious chemistry hooks me.The way she settles something inside me makes me stay.Plus, she doesn't know I'm a professional hockey player.It's nice to be wanted for me, not my job and my salary.Somehow, she's got me confessing my deepest secret…The one I've never spoken aloud before.And between the sheets—and in front of the mirror, and in the shower—we're electric.But I get on a plane early tomorrow morning.So I walk away, even if it’s one of the hardest things I've ever done.An anonymous night of distraction becomes a craving neither can deny in Puck Me Tonight. This spicy hockey romance prequel kicks off a brand-new series perfect for fans of Ainsley Booth and Chelsea Curto. One-click to get this delicious novella now.***There is NO happily ever after in this novella—Leif & Charlie’s story continues in Pucking Tempest, where they will get their HEA.
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