Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)
Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)

Preorder: The Kiss Connection (eBook)

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Love is complicated … dating shouldn’t have to be.

Juniper Snow has never had any luck with dating apps or dating, for that matter.

When her best friend convinces her to try The Kiss Connection, she agrees, if only to shut her up.

Myles Dax, rookie left winger for the Ice Dragons, finally has the career he’s always dreamed of, playing professional hockey, but he’s missing something…

His friend Conrad convinces him to try out the newest dating app, but when Conrad swipes right on the same girl he’s swiftly catching feelings for…

Everything becomes a lot more complicated.

Coming soon!

He gives me the cold shoulder, like he doesn’t even see me, let alone recognize me. “I can’t believe you got us thrown out of the game!” I glare at him, waiting for him to apologize.

He turns his head, glancing at me. “Excuse me?” His jaw is taut, his nostrils flare, and I can’t help but notice the darkness in his eyes.

“You heard me. You got us kicked out of the hockey game.” I’m still wearing his stupid jersey. I swim in the darn thing. I bought a jersey two sizes too big because they were out of my size and I thought that at least wearing it over my clothes it would look okay.

News flash, it looks ridiculous.

“I’m sure you did that yourselves.” His gaze moves over my clothes. It’s not like he can see much other than the jersey and maybe a peek at my black leggings tucked underneath. 

“We didn’t do anything!” Rowan chimes from behind me. “We were cheering for your stupid team when one of your goons told us to leave.”

His gaze tightens, and he glances behind him toward the guys. “Like I said, I’m sure whatever it is that you did got you kicked out.” 

The bartender hands him a bucket of beers, and he takes it, carrying it back to his reserved seating.

“Jerk,” I mutter under my breath, climbing off my barstool. I’m not sure where I’m heading, but I’m pissed that he’s to blame for getting us kicked out. We paid for those seats, a pretty penny, and he’s pretending he had nothing to do with it.

“What’s that?” he grinds between clenched teeth. He puts the bucket of beers down and turns around, closing the distance between us.

We’re just a few feet from his reserved table, and I’m fairly confident most of his teammates are eavesdropping on our conversation, but I don’t care.

They can listen in all they want and hear what a jerk he is!

“You heard me. I called you an jerk.” I stare up at him. He’s well over six-feet and I’m five-one. I should be intimidated by his size, but I’m not. It helps that we’re in a public place, and I’m aware that he’s a public figure. He can’t so much as touch me without destroying his reputation.

He leans down, his face in mine. “Do you want to say that again?”

I laugh up at him. “Sure. I called you an JERK!” I shout. “In case you can’t hear me up there.”

He grabs my arm, dragging me away from his buddies. They’re already talking smack, mostly about him getting manhandled, and now he’s doing the manhandling.

“Get off me!” I yank my arm free and elbow him in the ribs in the process. 

He doesn’t even flinch, though I imagine it had to hurt a little. He releases his grip, letting me free as he keeps me in the back hallway near the bathroom, away from his friends. Rowan has an eye on me from the barstool, and I nod, silently letting her know I’m fine.

“I’m the jerk” he asks, his face once again in mine, his neck leaning down to reach me. He’s close enough to kiss me, but I’d never do that with him. His breath smells like mint. His shampoo almond and oranges as he’s clearly showered since playing the sport. 

He tugs on my jersey, the length down to my knees, embarrassingly big, and I bite down on my lip, humiliated that I’m wearing his jersey. 

“Yes,” I say, my voice softer, mellower. I’m still fuming, but not nearly as much as before. Somehow, he’s disarmed me, and I’m not sure how and when it happened. He’s definitely inside my personal space, a little too close, close enough the smell of him lingers in my nose. I could kiss him if I lean in just a fraction of an inch, but I’d never do that with him.

Myles nods slowly, gestures with his finger for me to turn around and walk away. 

“Why?” I grumble up at him, this time the action a bit more forced. The anger is dissipating, but I refuse to let him see that side of me. He doesn’t get to see it; he’s the reason we were kicked out of the arena.

“Just do it, Pint Size.”

I scoff at his nickname for me. “I’m not pint size.”

Myles quirks a faint smile down at me. “Yeah, you are. Go back to your friend. Stop trying to cause fights in bars. It doesn’t suit you.”

Preorder The Kiss Connection to find out what happens next.

The Dating the Hockey Player series features the following:

  • Enemies to Lovers
  • Fake Dating
  • Hockey Romance (featuring the Ice Dragons)
  • Slow Burn + Spicy Scenes
  • Romantic Comedy
  • One Bed Trope
  • HEA
  • No Cliffhanger
  • Read it as a standalone; interconnected characters and stories

 

NOTE: This is a preorder. Your eBook will be delivered to you via Bookfunnel on October 23rd. Early access is available exclusively through Patreon.

  1. The Kiss Connection
  2. Blind Date with a Hockey Player (coming soon!)
  3. Untitled (coming soon!)

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Product Information

Genre:
hockey romance, romantic comedy, fake dating
Language version:
ENG- English
Target audience:
Adults