bucket list // j. megna

bucket list // j. megna

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What if you found out you only had eight weeks to live? What would you do? Would you try to recklessly accomplish all the things you've always wanted to do, like dye your hair magenta, and get completely shitfaced at a public bar? Or, would you spend it with the ones you love, soaking up every possibly opportunity you had left? More (or less) importantly, what if you met a girl with only 56 days left? Would you love her, knowing damn-well your heart would ultimately break? Or, would you shrug it off, and forget about it, protecting yourself? What if what if was all you had left? Then, what would you do?
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A one-night stand turns into a high-stakes game of survival when a dental hygienist battling Type 1 diabetes becomes the secret lucky charm of a grumpy goalie. -------------------- One night, fake names, and no strings was supposed to be my escape. Now, I'm the last hope for a pro hockey goalie who thinks I'm some lucky charm capable of flipping his abysmal season. As a Type 1 Diabetic, numbers govern my life: glucose levels, carb counts, and the low balance of my bank account. I moved to San Francisco for a fresh start, not to become the "lucky charm" of a professionally notorious grump. After our steamy, anonymous night, I did the sensible thing: I ran. But the universe flexes a cruel sense of humor. My new job as dental assistant for the San Francisco Bears' pro-hockey team puts me face-to-face-and finger-to-mouth-with the man I can't forget. Connor Schmidt's convinced I'm the cure to his career-worst slump. He's closed-off, stubborn, and way too hot for my professional safety. I need this job to survive. Literally. But with the coach hunting for "distractions" to fire, and Connor refusing to let me go, I'm stuck in a game I can't afford to lose. He's playing for redemption. I'm playing for my life. And the more we lose ourselves in his "luck-with-benefits agreement," the more falling for him is the most reckless thing I've ever done. 18 + for explicit sexual content #1 sports, #1 spicy, #1 hockeyplayer, #1 magurethemes Story is complete.

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