ย ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐, A Small Town Brother’s Best Friend Hockey Romance, by Evey Lyon is releasing September 12th! We are thrilled to share an excerpt with you!

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EXCERPT:โWhat do you say?โ His voice is a sweltering grovel that spreads across my skin, while he takes the opportunity to slide the strap of my dress back over my shoulder, as it falls slightly. I wish he would do that again. Slowly turning on my toes, I face the devil that has me far too intrigued. โI thinkโฆโ My tone is purposely a breathy, needy husk. โThat the ice cream is going to melt.โ I smirk, satisfied, and walk to the ice cream. I notice he puffs a breath. โYouโre the first woman to test me like this.โThe bottle of maple syrup sitting on the counter near the olive oil catches my interest. The label has a picture of a cartoon bear wearing sunglasses, leaning against a tree. Itโs Declanโs familyโs syrup. He really is inescapable. Grabbing the boxes of ice cream, I slam them into Declanโs direction for him to carry. โMake yourself useful, will you?โโWill I be rewarded?โ How does this man flirt so easily? Walking in a slow stride past him, I poke my finger against his hard pecs. โUndecided.โHe hisses a sound. โIโll be relentless.โโIโll be defiant.โMaybe a distraction and a good time is exactly what I need. I mean, my cheeks hurt from smiling so much today, despite my brain working overtime. Declanโs jaw flexes, and then a relaxed droll grin graces his lips. โIโll take the ice cream out.โ I nod in approval, as I need him out of here so I can steal the bottle of syrup. Because I know exactly how Iโm going to use itโฆ when I show up to his hotel room.
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