The bricks surrounding me may be tumbling down one by one, but I’m not sold yet, which means for the first time in his life, Carter’s the one begging.įor my time, my trust, for a single chance.įirst of all, I feel like I read 70% of what a normal book with this plot usually is like. Sure, he may be pretty, but he’s also a walking, talking reminder for you to wrap it before you tap it.īut then I start letting my guard down, and he starts showing me pieces of himself I had no intention of seeing. I have the solution to all my sexual frustrations in a drawer at home, and it’s far less complicated than Carter Beckett. His only problem? I have no intention of falling for his shi-um, charm. He’s had everything served to him on a silver platter, including endless strings of women, and apparently, I’m up next. He’s arrogant, self-centered, and the man doesn’t seem to know what a filter is, let alone how to use one.

These hands can handle a hockey stick surely they can handle her.Carter Beckett is the NHL's resident badboy, top player both on the ice & in the bedroom, and quite possibly the sexiest man to ever grace my field of vision. Her collection of toys is impressive, but I plan on showing her how a real man can make her vibrate without all the batteries. And now? Now I want more.īut she’s my best friend’s little sister, and nobody’s ever been as off limits as Jennie Beckett is to me. Truthfully, I’m bordering on the edge of terrified when she’s around. She’s snarky and bossy and has a mouth like a sailor. To ensure my body parts stay intact, I only need to follow one simple rule. I don’t plan on giving it up, but if I want to keep playing hockey, I’m going to need all my limbs. My dream come true, and I’ve worked my whole life to get here.

I’m the star right winger for the Vancouver Vipers, an unstoppable force, fast as lightning. The bricks surrounding me may be tumbling down one by one, but I’m not sold yet, which means for the first time in his life, Carter’s the one begging.įor my time, my trust, for a single chance.

Carter Beckett is the NHL’s resident bad boy, top player both on the ice and in the bedroom, and quite possibly the sexiest man to ever grace my field of vision.

Consider me becka mack