The Goalie (The San Antonio Hyenas #5) Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Novella, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The San Antonio Hyenas Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
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Everyone laughs, including Tucker as they come over and say hi.

It’s a festive atmosphere and everyone seems to be having a good time even though we were all grumbling about it yesterday. The women look unbelievable and the spectacular setting can’t be beat.

I spot the host of the party, Brantley VanMorgan, walking out of the yacht’s cockpit and my pulse starts racing. I want to thank him for the party and properly introduce myself before everyone else gets to him and I’ll no longer have the chance.

I come from a modest, blue-collar background and it doesn’t feel right to me that I haven’t thanked the man paying me eight million dollars a year yet.

With one last sip of champagne, I put my glass on the bar, fix my tie, and head over.

He’s speaking with the Captain on the upper deck as I make my way up the stairs.

This man looks rich. If you put him in a crowd of a thousand people, anyone would be able to pick him out as the only billionaire, even if they were all dressed the same. Maybe it’s the wavy salt and pepper hair, the easy smile, the mischievous sparkle in his blue eyes, or the big-money energy, but it’s clear that he is mega-loaded.

He shakes hands with the Captain and heads for the stairs.

“Mr. Barlowe,” he says with a jovial smile when he sees me walking up. “I was hoping to see you tonight.”

“Really?”

“The man who saved six shots in ten seconds yesterday?” he says with a grin. “Of course! I’m just upset I was in Paris and couldn’t see it in person.”

I shake his hand and smile back at him. “I just wanted to thank you for signing me to your team. And for the very generous contract.”

“You’re worth every penny,” he says as he hits my shoulder. “Come, I’ll give you the tour. You have to see the wine cellar on this thing.”

“Okay,” I say with a laugh as he brings me down the hall.

I take one last look at the team by the bar and my heart nearly stops when I see her.

She’s… She’s everything.

My lungs forget how to breathe as I stand here, stunned to my very core.

She’s standing beside the coach with her arm on his, looking like an angel.

At first, I think it’s the coach’s wife, but she’s way too young for that. I heard that the coach has been married for a long time, so she can’t possibly be his wife.

But… who?

I’m desperate to find out. My insides are screaming at me to go down there and claim her as my own. To profess my undying love for her. To put a ring on her finger. To pick her up and carry her home.

“Excuse me, Mr. VanMorgan,” the Captain says as he returns. “One more question for you.”

Brantley turns to me. “Excuse me, Nolan, just for a minute.”

I nod to him and immediately look back at my girl as they walk into the control room to talk.

My whole body tingles as I stare at her, wondering if she’s real. Her brown hair falls like silk over her shoulders, her eyes a stunning shade of blue I’ve never seen before as if the universe has saved it exclusively for her.

Her silver dress shimmers and sparkles with every move she makes as if it’s woven from stardust and moonlight. It makes those hips mesmerizing to stare at.

She laughs at something Sebastian says to the group and my chest gets all tight with the need to be closer to her, to be touching her, to be basking in her radiance. Her smile is stunning. It’s brighter than the sun. It’s more powerful than the stars. It’s pulling me in like a black hole.

Her ethereal beauty has my hands trembling.

My world has shifted.

Everything revolves around her now.

I hope VanMorgan never returns. I can’t take my eyes off her. Every second I stare at her, I’m drawn in further, I become more obsessed. Something deep and primal is taking over my body. An insatiable hunger that might never leave.

I can already see our whole future together laid out in front of me—marriage, kids, growing old together—I can see it all. Talking all night with a bottle of wine, sleeping in with our limbs all tangled up, traveling the world, getting married, playing with our kids, growing old and gray… My heart is racing with anticipation to experience it all with this angel.

She’s mine and she has no idea.

I grip the metal railing and squeeze it as the waitress hands her a drink. She takes a sip—placing those soft luscious lips on the glass—and then her eyes connect with mine.

It’s like a shot in the heart. Those gorgeous blue eyes gazing up at me are piercing.

She doesn’t look away. Neither do I.

I see a spark in her eyes. A spark of something that promises everything.


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