Drawn to You (Minnesota Mammoths #2) Read Online Brenda Rothert

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Minnesota Mammoths Series by Brenda Rothert
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 55599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
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Somehow, though, I have to find a way to focus on the game. Not for Arnold, but for my teammates. And also because the longer we make it into the postseason, the longer I get to be with Josie twenty-four seven.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Josie

I smile at Dane as he walks into the bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet from a shower.

“I guess I should shower again, too. So I don’t go to the arena smelling like sex.”

He grins playfully. “I like you smelling like sex. Put on one of my sweaters, too. Every male creature will know you’re spoken for, even the blind ones, because they’ll smell me on you.”

“Gross.” I laugh at his reasoning. “I’m not considering mating with a dog or anything, caveman.”

“You feeling better?”

I woke up with his head between my thighs. How could I feel anything but amazing? After a round of oral that nearly made me pull his hair out, he made me come a second time with long, slow sex. Dane is making me into a morning person.

“I’m good. You’re right. It’s just a job. I still get to be with you. Once the season is over, I can look for another job.”

I get out of bed, Dane catching me around the waist to stop me for a kiss. Something inside me tightens at the way he’s looking at me. This is really happening. My aunt can ruin my career, but she can’t ruin this.

He kisses me harder, dropping the towel. I feel his erection against my stomach, thick and insistent. Reluctantly, I pull away.

“I have to shower before we go. So we can keep going here, but I’m showering after and that means we’ll be late.”

He makes a growly sound of disapproval against my lips. “We have ten minutes. Eight to fuck, two to shower.”

“I can’t shower and get dressed in two minutes.”

Another growly sound. I kiss him and turn to walk to the bathroom. He smacks my ass as I go, the sting making arousal swirl low in my stomach even as I glare at him.

“Not my fault,” he says, putting his hands up in mock surrender. “Your ass is too tempting and that’s on you.”

I roll my eyes, quickly grab clean clothes and walk into the bathroom. His constant interest in my body secretly thrills me. No matter what I’m wearing or what I’m doing, he thinks I’m sexy. He doesn’t care if my body is perfect; he loves it exactly as it is.

As I wash myself in the shower, I can’t help wishing it was his hands on me instead. I avoid getting my hair wet since I don’t have enough time to dry it.

When I emerge from the bathroom dressed in black leggings, a dark-purple tunic and black boots, Dane looks like an ad for the dark suit he’s wearing. It’s cut to define his body just right, a pressed white dress shirt beneath the jacket and a plain red tie.

“You want a sandwich?” he asks as he passes me a travel mug of coffee.

I look at my watch. “No, we have to go.”

The doorbell rings and we give each other a look of confusion. His parents left yesterday and we aren’t expecting any deliveries.

“I should answer it,” he says, his brows lowered. “It could be a photographer. You stay out of view.”

“If it’s a photographer, they’re trespassing.”

“Trust me, I’ll let them know.”

We both walk toward the front door and I stand off to the side, out of view. He opens the door, his expression perturbed.

“Can I help you?”

“Hi Dane, I’m Monica Allen, your new representative from JG Publicity.”

My heart stutters in my chest. This can’t be happening.

“I don’t understand,” Dane says, glaring at her. “I didn’t request anyone new and I want to keep working with Josie.”

“Josie’s been reassigned.” Monica steps into the house uninvited. “Your home is beautiful.”

Dane and I exchange a concerned look. This is an unexpected development, to say the least. Even more unexpected than not getting the promotion.

Monica is admiring the house when her gaze lands on me. “Josie? What are you doing hiding there like a stalker?”

“I wasn’t hiding.”

“You need to leave, Monica,” Dane says.

She turns her plastic smile on him. “JG Publicity has a contract with the Mammoths and I’ve been assigned to be your personal publicist for the remainder of the season.” Then she turns the smile on me. “Josie, Jane wants you to report back to the office immediately.”

With my tail between my legs, I’m sure. Monica is loving this. I want to smack the smug smile off her face.

“No.” Dane shakes his head. “We were leaving for the arena and that’s still what we’re going to do.”

“I’ll be going to the arena with you instead of Josie. Arnold said you can call him if you have questions about the new arrangement.”


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