Winter Hart
It’s been a few weeks since I woke up in an empty hotel room. I haven’t been able to muster the courage to call or text him, and I’ve been avoiding him at the rink.
I took things too far. I may not regret it, but it has left me wanting more. I can’t have more with him. It was supposed to be one night of me getting a taste of my brother’s best friend, but now, I want more than just a taste of him.
A knock on my office door pulled me from my sexy daydream. Remembering my nails digging into his massive chest always gets me hot. I cleared my throat before calling out to the person to enter. I quickly took a drink of water to cool myself down, but it was a mistake when I inhaled it after the door opened and Jared Mission strolled into my office.
“Jared,” I coughed, standing up f
