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26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community.
23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and...
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_______________________ For some reason, last night was all Connor could think about.
He could barely skate right during practice because her flushed face and the fact she was watching him on TV consumed every one of his thoughts.
Most of which where dirty thoughts. He didn't know exactly what she was doing or if her story was true, but his mind sure as shit filled in the pieces with lewd things.
Connor didn't even know exactly why he went over there last night, all he knew was he was about to pull into his driveway when he saw her lights on and suddenly his car was driving past his house and into hers.
Seeing her loose clothing hang all over her body messily and outline her delicious curves hidden under the fabric. He imagined her pleading eyes looking up at him while she was on her knees in front of him. His hand stroking her plush lips and red cheeks.
He was so lost in his dirty ass mind that he didn't even realize it was his turn to take shots at the goalie.
"Deluca!" His coached yelled at him, "Did your fucking invitation get lost in the mail? You're playing hockey not bumbling like a neanderthal!"
"Sorry coach!" He yelled back and swatted his stick at the many pucks scattered across the ice.
His shot missed by a long shot, making the coach shake his head and his teammates chuckle.
Connor grumbled and and skated to the back of the line, "Was my beauty distracting you Deluca?" His teammate, Luca Giovanni, batted his eyelashes at Connor making the team laugh.
He scoffed and rolled his eyes, "shut the fuck up Luca."
"Aye! Don't make me beat the rest of you, focus or you're all doing 100 laps!" Coach yelled across the ice.
Connor needed to get his neighbor off his mind before it got him in more trouble.
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It was Thursday afternoon, and Connor managed to get through his practice in one piece.
All day Wednesday he didn't see Serena, he figured she was in there doing her work. Whatever that was.
His mind was buzzing with curiosity about this women, she was such an enigma.
He didn't realize till he really though about it, he didn't know anything about her. She was so secretive, about her name, her house, her job, all of it.
Why hadn't she wanted him to know her name? Surely it wasn't because she hated him that much, there was more to it. And her job, she definitely wouldn't tell him that, how in the fuck did she afford to live in this neighborhood at her age.
Serena clearly wasn't some famous icon. What 9-5 job could cover this place?
He groaned and fell back on his sofa, rubbing his hands through his soft dark hair. He was blaming his Serena consumed thoughts on curiosity. He had to know more, and then he could stop thinking about her.
