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The Goalie Who Stole Christmas by Cali Melle
4.0
There’s just something about friends to lovers that just gets me all in my feels. Sydney and Asher have this amazing relationship that neither want to ruin by the possibility of something more. But the more time they spend while with Asher’s family, it becomes apparent they can’t deny it anymore. Sparks fly, lines are crossed, and the chemistry is intoxicating.
“His eyebrows tug together for a moment. “I don’t give a sh-t. Tonight, I’m treating you like you’re my real girlfriend. And I’m making sure every motherf——r in the building knows that you’re mine.” He stares at me, his dark gray eyes staring directly through my soul. “And for the record, every word I say to you is real, Sydney. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
“No fights, Asher. This is a wedding, not a hockey game. And just remember… even if their gazes linger too long, you’re the one that I’m going home with.”
“F—k, Syd,” he murmurs in my ear, nipping at my bottom lobe. “You’re driving me f—king insane.” “I thought this was all just pretend,” I question him, unable to stop the words. They roll off my tongue and I blame it on the alcohol that completely dissolved my filter. “I don’t know what the h3łł this is anymore.”
“You’ve been right in front of me this entire time,” he says softly, his voice hoarse as I get lost in the depths of his eyes. “How could I have possibly been so blind?”
“You’re f—king beautiful, Sydney,” he murmurs, his eyes shining back at me as his gaze penetrates mine. “Seeing you like this has my heart feeling like it’s about to combust.”
“I mean, Sydney was one of my closest friends before we ended up in bed together. All I have to do is push the memories from my mind and get things back to the way they were before. Our friendship can still recover from this. It’s not over between us, and that thought brings me a little bit of relief… Even if it’s as much of a lie as our fake relationship.”
“How does it look?” “F—king perfect,” I breathe, staring deep into her eyes. “And I don’t just mean the necklace.”
“I’m left with a decision to make and because of my fear of having my heart broken, I don’t know what to do. Either I drown in the waters with him or I swim out alone.”
“His eyebrows tug together for a moment. “I don’t give a sh-t. Tonight, I’m treating you like you’re my real girlfriend. And I’m making sure every motherf——r in the building knows that you’re mine.” He stares at me, his dark gray eyes staring directly through my soul. “And for the record, every word I say to you is real, Sydney. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
“No fights, Asher. This is a wedding, not a hockey game. And just remember… even if their gazes linger too long, you’re the one that I’m going home with.”
“F—k, Syd,” he murmurs in my ear, nipping at my bottom lobe. “You’re driving me f—king insane.” “I thought this was all just pretend,” I question him, unable to stop the words. They roll off my tongue and I blame it on the alcohol that completely dissolved my filter. “I don’t know what the h3łł this is anymore.”
“You’ve been right in front of me this entire time,” he says softly, his voice hoarse as I get lost in the depths of his eyes. “How could I have possibly been so blind?”
“You’re f—king beautiful, Sydney,” he murmurs, his eyes shining back at me as his gaze penetrates mine. “Seeing you like this has my heart feeling like it’s about to combust.”
“I mean, Sydney was one of my closest friends before we ended up in bed together. All I have to do is push the memories from my mind and get things back to the way they were before. Our friendship can still recover from this. It’s not over between us, and that thought brings me a little bit of relief… Even if it’s as much of a lie as our fake relationship.”
“How does it look?” “F—king perfect,” I breathe, staring deep into her eyes. “And I don’t just mean the necklace.”
“I’m left with a decision to make and because of my fear of having my heart broken, I don’t know what to do. Either I drown in the waters with him or I swim out alone.”