Clipped by Love by Toni Aleo
Contemporary Romance
Bellevue Bullies #2
Contemporary Romance
Bellevue Bullies #2
Things are heating up for the Sinclair boys! With one already in the NHL, Jayden Sinclair is hoping to be next!
This has been the toughest year of my life. I watched my brother go into the draft without me, my mom got divorced, and the weight of my family’s issues is heavy on my shoulders. I feel like it’s my job to fix everything while working my butt off in school and trying to make my game better. I have to go into the draft. It will give my family the support they need, and it will prove that I’m good enough. But to get there, I have to show I can be the best captain for the Bellevue Bullies. The spot is mine—no one can take it. First though, Jude is making me go on a brother’s weekend. Innocent enough, I guess…until I see her. She’s the biggest competitor I’ve ever faced. Not only for my spot but also my heart. It’s hard to ignore someone like Baylor Moore.
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I don’t lose. I can’t. My dad has bred me to be the best in anything I do. I am driven, I am smart, and I am going to be the first woman in the National Hockey League. No two ways about it. I’ve worked too hard. I’ve been through too much not to have what I want. I know I can do it. I will make my dad proud, and no one will stand in the way of that. That is, until I let him in. He scares me. He makes me feel. And he could very well be the one person who can make me want more than just to win.
We both have the same goal. Victory. But how do you compete against the person you want to win? It’s not easy. Love isn’t something you can control. It isn’t like a puck that can be handled by a stick. No, it has a mind of its own and does what it wants.
Neither of us saw it coming, and we really don’t know if there is a way to score, especially when you’re being Clipped by Love.
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About the Author
Toni Aleo is the author of the Nasvhille Assassins series: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, Empty Net, Falling for the Backup, and Blue Lines.When not rooting for her beloved Nashville Predators, she’s probably going to her husband’s and son’s hockey games and her daughter’s dance competitions, taking pictures, scrapbooking, or reading the latest romance novel.She lives in the Nashville area with her husband, two children, and a bulldog. Read more about Toni here.
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Excerpt
“Today for our
team-building exercise, we are gonna run this five-mile course.”
Immediately
people are groaning. Apparently, I’m not the only one who hates to run. He
blows his whistle, and everyone snaps their mouths shut as Dad goes on, “I
believe that running is not only great for your endurance but also it’s good
for building a team. The whole no person left behind is something I live by.
Push your brothers and sister, help them to finish, and remember this isn’t a
race.”
Dad may say
that, but when I glance up at Jayden, I see it in his eyes.
This is a race.
And he’s going
down.
“We are to
finish as a team. Don’t let me see someone finish by themselves,” he says and
everyone nods. Blowing his whistle, he waves us off. “And go!”
I meet Jayden’s
gaze, and then we are glaring at each other as we start to walk with the team
to the start of the trail.
“Wager?”
I scoff. “You
mean, what you’re gonna give me when I win?”
He nods dumbly
at me before sarcastically saying, “Oh yeah, sure.”
“You’re carrying
an extra fifty pounds easy. You can’t beat me.”
“Try me,
princess.”
Glaring, because
I’ve decided that is the most degrading thing you can call me, I say, “Fine, I
win, you gotta buy me a big bottle of mustard for the house.”
Scrunching his
face up in a perplexed look, he says, “Mustard?”
“Yes, it’s a
favorite.”
He shakes his
head. “Fine, but thankfully, I won’t have to give up the five bucks. But you
will have to admit one thing to me that you would never admit to anyone else.”
Eyeing him, I
ask, “Say what?”
He grins, his
teeth flashing in the sun as he covers his eyes with a pair of Ray-Bans. “When
I win, you have to admit something to me. Pretty cut-and-dried, Moore. Or what,
are you too scared to do such a thing?”
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