Chapters (45)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
From downstairs I hear Liam getting closer to zero, and I know if he finds me before I find his bedroom he will live up to his name. Liam “Ruin” Ruinsky is going to ruin me, if he hasn’t already. That damn nickname always seemed so childish to me but seeing him now as a man with more muscles than I could count it suits him more. I can imagine the fear in opposing players’ eyes when they have to come stick to stick with him.
Salvation comes to me in the form of the third closed door I peer into as he shouts “One” from the base of the stairs, his footsteps thunder around the house but I’ve found it. The first room was a towel closet and the one next to that was a large marble-covered bathroom but this is his room, I know it as soon as I step in. Dark grey walls and floor-to-ceiling windows frame the four-poster bed. I know it isn’t a guest room because of the broken hockey stick from his final college game pinned to the wall.
Out of the corner of my eye I see him run from around the corner. I launch myself onto his bed, kicking my dress off as I go. I silently praise myself for having worn a matching underwear set. Though I originally went out with no real intentions of anyone seeing it, Liam changed that mindset quite quickly. He always had that ability. By the time he makes it to his room I’m in nothing but the black lace set. Both of us are breathing hard, but the slow smirk that flashes over his face when he finds me makes me breathe harder still.
“Now that is a beautiful sight,” he says, leaning his hands on the crossbar of the door frame scanning me from head to toe, not rushing himself. “Shame I’m going to have to mess it all up.” His strides are slow as he walks to the edge of the bed but my heart is still racing, my eyes are bouncing all over his body. It doesn’t matter that I am near naked and he is fully clothed, because I know what’s underneath is going to be worth it. Before I manage to get in my own head about how much my body has changed over the years, Liam grabs me by the ankles and tugs me down the bed.