Mitchell's Power Play

Mitchell's Power Play

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I had been second best all my life. But this time, when it comes to her, I'm not willing to accept defeat. I'll do whatever it takes to get her to choose me. *** Having a best friend that was wildly popular, and one of the best hockey players in the United American Hockey League, was both a curse and a blessing. On the plus side, I got to play hockey with my best friend, and there was never a shortage of beautiful girls. At least there wasn't until Nash decided to man up and tell his childhood friend that he'd always loved her. The bad part was that I usually ended up being second best. In my late teens and early twenties I hadn't cared that I wasn't picked in the first round of the draft, or that sponsors chose Nash ahead of me, or even if I ended up with a girl who didn't really want me for me. I made a nice living playing hockey. I had a few good friends and a nice place to live in the middle of Manhattan. Despite not being the best, I'd made most of my dreams come true and it was a far stretch from the lonely kid I'd been growing up in the rural Midwest. I was happy. I was content. Until her.... It's not like I didn't want what Nash had. I did. I do. Who doesn't want a happily ever after? It's just that I've never taken the risk and allowed a woman to see past my defenses before, to see the real me, with my baggage and all my insecurities... until now. As scary as that is in itself, what makes it complicated is that my new roommate, Jackson - who I offered my spare bedroom to a while back when he needed a place to stay - and Bryce - one of my friends and teammates- also seem to have an interest in her... the woman who has me questioning all my decisions. The thing is... I'm pretty sure I'm not willing to be a second choice this time around...
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Book One of the Love You Series - Standalone. Sometimes the heart wants what logic swears is off-limits. Kyle Carter. By definition? My brother's best friend. To everyone else? Confident. Charismatic. The human version of sunshine. He walks into a room and people gravitate toward him-like he knows exactly who he is and where he's going. But behind the easy smiles and effortless charm is someone quieter, softer... someone who wants to be seen. Really seen. By one person alone. When you're part of the same friend group, running into each other is inevitable. Daily, even. Bickering became our version of talking, teasing became our shared language. But it's dangerous-the kind of dangerous where you start noticing just how beautiful someone is, and wondering how it's even fair to exist next to them. And feelings? They show up like a tidal wave I can't stop, no matter how many times I tell myself not to fall. Because Kyle Carter is off-limits. And I should know better. Ivy Kingston. Definition? My best friend's sister. The one girl who knows exactly how to push my buttons-and enjoys doing it. She's bold, reckless, and says things that get under my skin and stay there. She's trouble in the form of witty comebacks and the most intoxicating smile I've ever seen. She's not the little girl I used to tease anymore. She's... something else entirely. And it scares the hell out of me how much I want her. Feelings weren't supposed to be part of the equation-but here they are, crashing through every line I've drawn. And no matter how much I try to stay away, she pulls me in like gravity. They say if it's meant to be, it'll find a way. But there's always a but, isn't there? The truth is, I don't know if I'll ever get my happy ending. Hell, she is my happy ending. And I need her. More than anything.

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