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Strength in numbers

Sportovec · Enemies to lovers · ⏱ asi 50 min čtení

Lara Morgan a Tanner Callahan

Lara Morgan was only trying to save a golden retriever from a rowboat. She didn’t plan to crash into a six-foot-two stranger on the dock, spill his coffee and end up owing him one, with interest that grows daily. Tanner Callahan has a mortgage, a fern called Gerald and always somewhere else to be. He won’t say what he does for a living. He won’t say why his brother keeps texting. And he definitely won’t say why he sits down so carefully. But Lara is a vet. She notices a limp the way other people notice the weather. One front-row ticket later, she knows he’s the captain of an ice hockey team. She also knows he’s been hiding an injury that could cost him everything, and that she’s the only one who has noticed. A deal is struck over chips and one shared wooden fork: he gets the knee checked, and she gets a plus-one for her sister’s wedding. There’s just one problem. Her cousin has already seated her next to Gary the dentist, who collects model trains. A warm, funny enemies-to-lovers romance about a man who is easier to cheer for than to know, and the woman who wants to know him anyway.

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Ukázka

Saturday morning, and the lake's still got that early-summer chill coming off it. I've got exactly two hours before I have to be somewhere, and I'm spending them in a rented rowboat with a thermos of coffee. That's the plan.

Then the rental guy's golden retriever spots a duck and bolts down the dock, leash flying.

I lunge for it. So does someone else. Your shoulder catches me square in the chest, the leash snaps out of both our hands, and the dog sails clean off the end of the dock... straight into my boat. It knocks over my coffee and sits down in the puddle, grinning.

“Unbelievable.” I rub my sternum and turn to you. “I had him. Had him. You came in like a freight train.”

The dog barks once, happily, as if agreeing with me.

“So. Which one of us is explaining this to the guy with the clipboard?”

I bite my lip to keep from laughing. “Sorry about your chest. And your coffee.” I crouch at the edge of the dock and scratch the dog’s ears. “But look at him. He’s having the best morning of his life. Let’s tell the clipboard guy together. Strength in numbers.”

I look at the dog. The dog looks at me, tail thumping in my coffee. Traitor.

“Strength in numbers. Right.” I fold my arms. “Funny how the person who body-checked me is suddenly all about teamwork.”

Down the dock, the clipboard guy has noticed. He's walking toward us at the pace of a man who's already composing a damage fee.

“Fine. Together. But I'm telling it how it happened, and in my version you're the villain.” I step down into the boat, which rocks hard under me, and grab the dog's collar before he can make a second break for freedom. “You want to help? Hold his leash. If he gets loose again, that's on you, freight train.”

I hold the soggy leash up to you, eyebrow raised.

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