MAJOR MISCONDUCT
Aces Hockey #1
Kelly Jamieson
Releasing Oct 13th, 2015
Loveswept
In Kelly Jamieson’s seductive new Chicago Aces romance—perfect for readers of Sawyer Bennett and Toni Aleo—a fun-loving free spirit tempts an uptight hockey star into opening himself up to love.
As the captain of the Chicago Aces, Marc Dupuis is all business. The apartment he shares with his teammate and best friend, Duncan, is a refuge from the pressures of fame. But when the sexiest woman he’s ever seen interrupts his early morning coffee wearing only a skimpy cami and matching panties, Marc can’t exactly say he minds. Their chemistry is off the charts. Unfortunately, this girl’s no random puck bunny. She’s Duncan’s little sister—and she’s moving in.
Lovey Armstrong could stare at Marc’s chiseled abs and listen to his French-Canadian accent all day. She just has no idea what’s going on inside his head: When he’s not charming her pants off, Marc makes a Zamboni machine seem warm and cuddly. Lovey knows the team’s bro code says no messing with sisters, but all these mixed messages are hard on a girl’s self-esteem—especially since she’s finally getting her new life together in Chicago. She decides he’s worth another shot . . . because if anyone can melt the ice around Marc’s heart, it’s Lovey.
Marc chuckled all the way to the Land Rover
dealership, annoying the hell out of his teammate and roommate.
“What the fuck is so amusing?” Army
snarled.
“If she wasn’t your sister, I’d call you
pussy-whipped.”
“Fuck off.”
Marc laughed outright. “Just never seen you
so outclassed, dude.”
“Whatever.”
Marc smirked.
“What am I supposed to do?” Army demanded.
“Turn her out onto the streets of Chicago?”
“Of course not. And she knew that.”
“She didn’t even tell me she was coming.”
Duncan rubbed his forehead. “Christ. She quit her job. Just when she seemed to
be settling down. Last I heard, she had a pretty serious boyfriend too. Guess
that’s over.”
A boyfriend? Not fucking likely, the way
she’d been looking at him. Marc shot Army a sideways glance as he drove. “She
does this often?”
“Eh. She quits. She gets fired. She flits from
one job to another like a fucking hummingbird. One boyfriend to another. This
guy she was seeing actually lasted more than a few dates. Now all of a sudden
she wants to move to Chicago. Jesus.”
“She’s young.”
“She’s not that young. She’s twenty-four. Only
three years younger than us. She needs to settle down.”
Marc nodded. “Yeah, but think, man, we were
on our own when we were teenagers, basically. We were playing and living in an
adult world before we could even drink legally. Pro hockey makes you grow up
fast.”
Army sighed. “Yeah. True. Heh. Especially
you, Captain Codger.”
Marc rolled his eyes at the nickname. It
didn’t bug him as much as it had at first. He knew the guys liked to jerk him
around, but they did it with respect. And he’d earned the reputation of being
serious and responsible, on the ice and off. That was him, and it was important
to him to take his career and his responsibilities seriously.
Army shook his head. “I’ll let her stay for
a while, but seriously, she’ll have to find her own place. Don’t worry.”
Marc shrugged. “I wasn’t worried.”
That wasn’t entirely true. Army’s little
sister was smokin’ hot. At first Marc had thought his roommate had a hot chick
visiting him and he’d been all Whoa, way to go, dude, but when he’d
learned she was Army’s sister, he’d backpedaled fast. He couldn’t get out of
there before she’d jumped up and rushed at him with a fucking dazzling smile,
so goddamn gorgeous he couldn’t get his feet to move and could barely string
two words together. Her smile was luminous, all white teeth and dimples and
glowing face. Long, wavy red-gold hair gleamed in the sunlight and, fuck him,
even though she’d been wearing clothes that covered her from chin to toes, her
body was stellar—a soft blue sweater outlined high, firm tits and a small waist
that curved into round hips. He couldn’t see her legs, but they were long, her
snug black pants revealing slender thighs.
Shut
it down, man.
She was Army’s sister and therefore waaaay
the fuck off-limits.
And that was why he was maybe a little
worried about her living with them. Just a smidgen worried. But hey. He was
Captain Codger. He had no issues with self-control, self-discipline, or being
responsible. He could easily ignore a hot babe living in the apartment with
them. No problem. No problem at all.
Army’s phone pinged and he peered at the
screen. “Great. An email from my mom warning me Lovey’s on her way. Thanks,
Mom.” He shook his head as he tapped a reply. “She wants me to make sure
Lovey’s okay in the big city. Jesus.”
Yeah, Lovey seemed like she was going to be
okay.
They arrived at the dealership and while
Army signed the paperwork, Marc wandered around looking at the vehicles, trying
to ignore the attention from the staff, male and female. The receptionist
approached him for an autograph.
“You’re my favorite player.” She let out a
breathy laugh. “I watch all the games.”
“Yeah?” He obliged by scrawling his messy
signature across the Land Rover pamphlet she held out, adding his jersey number
beneath it. “You watch that last game against Philly?”
“Of course! You guys played great.”
He stuck his tongue into one cheek and
nodded. “Thanks.” They’d sucked. They’d lost three-one, probably their worst
game so far, another game added to their losing streak.
“D’you speak French?” Her eyes widened.
“Mais
oui.” He grinned.
“That is soooo sexy.” She stared at him.
Câlisse.
He resisted the urge to sigh and smiled
instead. “Merci.”
“I love your accent.”
He wanted to frown. He barely had an
accent. He’d been raised by a Francophone mother and Anglophone father, and
although his education had been all in French growing up in Quebec, he spoke
both languages fluently. Maybe there was a bit of an accent. Whatever.
“Hey, Armdog,” he called to his friend.
“I’m gonna head out. Meet you at the Sin Bin?”
“Yeah. Be there soon.”
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Kelly Jamieson is
the author of more than thirty contemporary romance novels. She’s a married
mother of two who lives a very ordinary life outside of her imagination. She
likes coffee (black), wine (mostly white), and shoes (high!). She also loves
watching hockey.
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