Malcolm - The Meeting

By: Jade Sinner

A Cocky Smiling O Story Book 3





"One night doesn't end with a kiss. It begins with one."



MANDY-

One night to remember.



That is what I allow myself.

One night for fun, for passion, but not for love.



I have a man in my life, one I adore.

He's five years old and all the man I have time for.



Fate took away his daddy.

What would happen if I allowed fate another chance,

one night, one meeting?



MALCOLM-

Blind dates are disasters. If I weren't helping the

friend of a friend, I wouldn't go.



After all, the Pep my friend knew is gone.

No longer the hockey star known for his pep on the ice

and in the sack, I have a new life, and a new career—

a new passion.



When the blind date is a bust, could

one chance meeting change everything?





Read this fun, touching, predictable, short, hot, and steamy book and learn how one meeting can lead to so much more! Malcolm: The Meeting is a standalone with a guaranteed HEA. Don't miss your next bookgasm.





"I promise you'll like him," my friend Sally says as she leans her hip against my desk. Sally is everything I don't have time to be. She's carefree, fun, and always up for a night on the town.

My bottom lip disappears between my teeth for only a moment. It's been so long since I've thrown caution to the wind and let myself go. One night of abandoned, reckless fun. How difficult would that be to do?

"See," she says with a knowing grin. "You're thinking about it. You're actually considering it."

My computer dings and I turn back to the screen. It's an email from my manager, no doubt informing me about something else that she's too busy to do that has suddenly fallen upon me.

I look back at my friend's big hazel eyes.

They're opened wide in question as she tries one more time. "Ok, I wasn't going to tell you this, but even though he's new in town, gorgeous, funny, and sexy as hell, we think there's something wrong with him."

"What?" I ask.

"I mean, you'd be helping the poor guy out, and I know how partial you are to helping the less fortunate."

"Puppies and kitties, not twenty- to thirty-something men."

"Hey, those men need a little help sometimes too. I never thought you would discriminate."

I take a deep breath, my attention torn between Sally and the persistent dings of my computer messages. "What's wrong with him?" I ask. "Color-blind? Dyslexic? One testicle smaller than the other?"

I cover my grin as my eyes open wide. Only with Sally would I say such a thing.

She leans closer. "Well, I'm not sure about his testicle. You see, Brian and I have this bet going on. Brian thinks that his old friend can't get it up...too many PEDs when he played for the Lightning." She shrugs. "I just think he has a hard playboy body with a soft heart and hasn't found the right lady."

"So you're wanting me, hardly playboy-girlfriend material, to settle your bet?"

"No," Sally insists. "I'm wanting you to be that right lady. And," she adds, "Brian wants to know if he can still get it up."

I shake my head. "That sounds like too much work. Besides, I'm taken. I have the most handsome man in my life. As a matter of fact, he slept in my bed last night."

"Jase doesn't count."

"What do you mean?" I mock shock. "He most certainly can count. He has since he was three. Truly he's a genius and you, Aunt Sally, should know that. Now he's writing his name, too."

"Honey, you're a great mom. But it's not fair to you or to Jase for you to live like a monk. It's time to see what the world has to offer."

Again my computer dings.

"Don't monks take a vow of silence or something?" I ask.

"Then a nun. You make a better nun anyway. Celibate and wine-drinking."

"Hey!" I reach up to my long brown hair, currently pulled to the side in a low ponytail resting on my shoulder. "I could never wear a habit."

Sally laughs. "Speaking of habits, try giving up that celibate thing and I know a habit you'll enjoy again."

I shake my head. "I don't know. My parents are always willing to watch Jase, but he goes to bed at eight-thirty. I'm sure Mr. Sexy-ex-hockey-player isn't interested in a date that turns into a pumpkin at eight o'clock, even if he does have erection issues."

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