Chapter 60

Winnie

I experience nightmare after nightmare of Dana telling me that I’m not good enough for Jake. I shake and kick in my sleep. My heart is on fire, and muffled words leave my lips until a strong hand jostles me awake, and I blink back to reality.

“Winnie?” It’s Jake, and he is squatting beside me. “Wake up. Breakfast is ready for you.”

“B-breakfast?” My mouth feels dry, and my throat is sore. I think I’ve been talking in my sleep.

“Uh-huh, I made pancakes,” a grin spreads over Jake’s face. “I feel like a total wildling now. Can you believe it?

Pancakes made over an open fire in an old, dusty frying pan.”

“You’re adorable,” I sit up, unable to prevent my lips from curling into a smile. I know Jake loves cooking and baking, but the pride in his eyes for making pancakes outside a kitchen? He is so sweet.

“I would prefer to be called sexy.”

“You’re sexy, too,” I tell him. “And if those pancakes are as good as they smell,

I will go down on my knees and suck you. You don’t know how much I love your breakfast pancakes.”

He snorts and shakes his head with an indulgent smile. I love when he gives me that kind of sweet expression. He is undoubtfully proud to provide for me and hurries to fetch me a paper plate.

I only make it out of the tent to sit down on a blanket area that Jake has prepared for us before he returns with my food. ” Here you go. Pancakes with maple syrup and blueberries. Your favorite.”

The stupid, toothy grin that settles over my lips makes Jake snort a laugh. I don’t have to say anything for him to know how much these simple displays of affection mean to me. Still, when he sits beside me, I smile up at him, a little teary-eyed.

for granted, you know? The way you treat me. I guess it’s because

one-time-use fork made of renewable material. “I’ve liked you for a long time,” his smile is

up at him. “Does your teammates know that you’re secretly the

snaps at that, and the reddish hue on his skin and downright outraged expression on his face

if I’ve offended him. “You’re the only one I

tease in a sing-song voice and cut into my pancake, glancing

less bloody. Instead of killing each other, we get to fight other states on the ice and celebrate when we

idea of other players

very much. As a right-wing, my opponents should all fear me. I’m on the offense, and I look for

That second of hesitation

the ice,” I bump him with my

glaring at me with his lips blue from

But I love that about you. You take care of me, make me feel special

heavy silence falls after I’ve spoken, and I inwardly

opens and closes a few times before he openly stares at me. I stare right back at him, feeling

I don’t know what that means. Despite his fearsome appearance, muscles for days, and fame, my man often becomes shy when complimented or called sweet. I can’t tell if he is shy right

My heart is racing, but it helps to force another topic. “My last time was back at summer camp

his stupor with a chuckle. “I do. We won that competition and had the fastest time out of everyone who went down

smile at him. “You remember the prize as

he grins at me. “We got to eat stakes while everyone else shared a package of hotdogs. Damn, those were the times. We gloated over it too, kept saying how juicy the stakes were, and Mark was grumpy because you had teamed with me, not

around, and we eat our breakfast while Jake tells me how rare it is to make friends with teammates. He calls himself lucky to be playing among old friends,

did it very often in the past, always letting me or Mark talk over him. It made it hard for me to judge what type of character

that often. His ego can’t

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