Maybe
This Summer
Author:
Jennifer Snow
Series:
Colorado Ice #2.5
On
Sale: July 11, 2017
Publisher:
Forever
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Price:
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Owen
McConnell is used to being ignored. After all, it's only when he appears as the
Colorado Avalanche's team mascot that he gets all the attention. When the
costume is off, women tend to gravitate toward his famous hockey player
friends. But after he meets lovely, damaged Paige Adams, he knows he can be the
star player for her. She's raising funds for the hospital burn unit, and Owen's
determined to help her out---and sweep her off her feet.
The
burn unit has been near and dear to Paige's heart ever since the doctors helped
her after a vicious attack. Yet the scars---both emotional and
physical---haven't faded as much as she'd hoped. She's closed herself off from
relationships, and the thought of opening up is terrifying. But Owen's sexy
charm might be just the push Paige needs to start loving again.
If anyone could help him seduce a woman, it
was Bob Marley. Sliding the coins into the machine, he kept one eye on the door
as she made her selection.
As the soft beat started, she smiled. “I love
this song.”
He was in love with her smile. As she headed
back toward the booth, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into him.
A slight look of intrigued panic flickered
across her features. “What are you doing?” she asked as he drew her into him,
wrapping his arms around her waist. Her soft perfume and the feel of her body
beneath his hands made it impossible to let her go, even if he wanted to.
“Dancing with you. I knew if I asked, you’d
say no,” he said, swaying slowly to the beat. Every other thought left him as
he enjoyed the moment, knowing he may not get this opportunity again. Nothing
else mattered except the woman in his arms.
She glanced around the bar, which had gotten
busier while he’d been caught up completely in her. “No one else is dancing…”
“That’s okay. I don’t want to dance with
anyone else.”
She sighed and reluctantly slid her arms
around his neck. “This isn’t exactly a dance floor.”
“Any floor can be a dance floor,” he said,
drawing her even closer as his hands slid a fraction lower. His thumbs gently
massaged as his grip tightened at her hips.
She shot him a warning look as she readjusted
his hands higher on her back.
But she didn’t
remove them completely. “Sorry. I felt a vibe and went for it.”
She laughed. “Maybe not the right choice in
songs,” she said, though finally swaying in sync with him.
His gaze fell to her hips in her
tight-fitting jeans and he had to force a breath. “I think it’s the perfect
choice in song. Now, it’s our song.”
“Our song?”
“Yeah. Whenever we go to a wedding and they
play it, we can say ‘hey, it’s our song,’ or when we’re driving through the
mountains in the winter on the way to the cabin with the kids asleep in the
back and it comes on the radio, we can crank it higher and sing along to…”
“Our song?” she finished shaking her head.
“You really get ahead of yourself, don’t you?”
“You have no idea,” he said, his gaze locked
on hers. The drinks, the beat of the music, the dim lighting in that corner of
the bar, her soft, sweet smile made it impossible not to want to kiss her…but
he held back. Too soon, too fast was not the way with this one, and that was
the only speed he really knew. Not this time. This time it was her speed, her
timing. He had no other choice—he was completely hooked on her.
But that didn’t stop him from taking her hand
and kissing it, savoring the silky soft skin against his lips.
A conflicted look appeared on her face for
just a brief second before she was leaning toward him. When her lips brushed
his, his eyes widened. His grip tightened at her waist as her arms circled his
neck once more.
Her height made her perfect to kiss. He
didn’t need to bend at the knees or crank his neck. Her lips were soft, and she
tasted like a mixture of gin and watermelon. Her hands crept into his hair, and
she pressed her body to his. He could sense her give into the moment, all
tension and apprehension disappearing. His hands cupped her face as he
responded with an urgency he couldn’t control. Since the first day he’d met
her, he’d wanted to kiss her, and now she was continuing to shock the hell out
of him with the passion and heat that she’d initiated. Gone was the cool,
guarded woman who’d walked into the bar two hours before. Now she was soft and
dangerously seductive as her fingers tangled in his hair and her tongue parted
his lips, demanding entry.
His fingers dug into her waist and only the
beat of the music kept him grounded in their surroundings, preventing him from
taking the kiss to an even more intoxicating level. He wanted so much more than
a kiss…
Breathless, she pushed away slightly, her
eyes snapping open as her hand flew to her lips.
He couldn’t not to take the opportunity to
tease her. “That was a little forward, don’t you think?” He fought to calm his
thundering pulse and hoped she couldn’t see the effect the kiss had had on him.
His pants felt a whole hell of a lot tighter in the front, and resisting the
urge to drag her out of there and back to his place was taking all his
strength.
“Well, since you’d already planned family vacations,
I took a chance that you wouldn’t mind,” she murmured against his lips as she
moved in closer again. “And maybe the alcohol and the music went to my head a
little.”
He touched her cheek as they continued to
sway. Never in a million years had he expected this evening to turn out the way
it was. She’d stayed beyond a quick drink. She’d actually taken the time to get
to know him, and she’d let him in. The kiss had told him she was every bit as
interested in him as he was in her. And he was feeling pretty damn good.
But a second later he knew he was screwed as
her gaze wandered past him to the door. “Hey isn’t that your friend, Ben
Westmore?"
COLORADE
ICE SERIES
Maybe This Kiss
(Colorado Ice, #0.5)
Maybe This Time
(Colorado Ice, #1)
Maybe This Love
(Colorado Ice, #2)
Maybe This Summer
(Colorado Ice, #2.5)
Maybe This Christmas
(Colorado Ice, #3)
Jennifer Snow lives in Edmonton, Alberta with her
husband and son. She writes sweet and sexy contemporary romance stories set
everywhere from small towns to big cities. After stating in her high school
yearbook bio that she wanted to be an author, she set off on the winding,
twisting road to make her dream a reality. She is a member of RWA, the Writers'
Guild of Alberta, the Canadian Authors Association, and the Film and Visual
Arts Association in Edmonton. She has published over ten novels and novellas with
many more on the way.
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