My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0670

Nina

"You did what?"

The evening's events had left a bittersweet taste in my mouth as I sat in front of the bedroom vanity, slowly brushing out my long, black hair. It had gotten so much longer over the past year, and now fell almost down to my butt. My bangs had grown out, though.

"I told her that she doesn't need to work for us," I said, meeting Enzo's gaze in the mirror.

He huffed with annoyance and flopped down onto the edge of the bed. "But we needed her help. After all that, you just let her walk away?"

I met his gaze in the mirror, pausing mid-brush. "Look, I know how it sounds, Enzo," I said softly. "But it just didn't feel right to use her like that. Giving her a taste of friendship only to wind up using her for her services... it seemed so... transactional.

Enzo let out a deep sigh, running his fingers through his curly brown hair. "I get it, I do," he said quietly. "But she was our key to finding that wolf. We need to figure out another way now."

I placed the brush down and turned to face him. "She'll come back."

Enzo raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"She'll come back," I repeated, standing and crossing over to him. "I'm sure of it."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Look," I said, "she's lonely, and intrigued by us. I just have a feeling that she won't be able to ignore that feeling, and that she'll return. Maybe then she can help us, not as a spy, but... as a friend."

the situation seemed to hang between us. Then, Enzo's demeanor shifted, a playful glint appearing in his eyes. I noticed then the slight unsteadiness in his

he said, his voice low and husky. "Always so welcoming. Even when you

know a girl like that better than you realize. You forget that I was like that,

for those who are like that now. While you're over here, popular

help

the shiver that ran down my spine at his touch. "You know," he murmured, his voice

felt my cheeks warm up under his gaze. "It's just the pregnancy," I replied, my

that. It's you, Nina. You're beautiful." His words were a gentle caress, and I melted into his

fading away as we stood there, lost in

a word, we began to dance, swaying gently to the music. His hands were warm and steady on my back, guiding me in a slow, gentle rhythm.

rest on my belly. "What do

I murmured. "I just

laughed. "You're the one with the gorgeous hair.

mop," I whispered, tilting my chin up to look

alcohol and partially from the intimacy of the moment. "Either way, they'll be

but us. The worries, the responsibilities, the challenges we faced-they all faded into the background. All that remained was the

meeting mine. He tasted like whiskey as his tongue slid into my mouth, swirling around

me, picking me up with ease. He carried me slowly over to the bed and gently laid me down, my hair fanning

soft brown eyes meeting mine

biting my

fingers pressed against the soft cotton fabric of my panties and made me shiver. "You're already wet," he muttered, sounding

blame me?" I asked with