Reed Read online Sawyer Bennett (Cold Fury Hockey #10)

Categories Genre: Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Cold Fury Hockey Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
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He merely chucks me under my chin and laughs. “You’re adorable. Be ready at eight to have some fun.”

And before I can accept, because it sounds fun, or decline, because that’s just rude to assume I don’t already have plans tomorrow, he bounds down my porch steps, cuts right, and runs right up his. He shoots me a wink before stepping inside, while I just stare dumbly at him.

Chapter 5

Reed

“I can’t believe you seriously did that to me,” I mutter out of the side of my mouth to Josie. It’s the first time tonight I’ve been alone with her.

She laughs mischievously and looks up at me. She’s sipping from a bottle of water, as she’s on call tonight, and she waves it at me. “You all but dared me to set you up on a date, Reed.”

This was true, and I’m regretting it now.

“Yeah, well…what I imagined a Doctor Barbie to be and what you imagined are two different things.”

Josie laughs again, and in this moment, I realize she intentionally set me up with the dullest person she could find. Granted, the woman is a knockout and has the tall, busty, and blond thing going on, but past that…I almost fell asleep talking to her tonight.

I was really proud of myself for strong-arming Josie into coming to Alex and Sutton’s party. This entire summer is going to be party after party as the Cup circulates its way through the organization, every person getting a day with it to do what they want. Tradition demands you throw a hell of a party, and I knew Josie would have a good time.

I knew I’d have a good time, but it would be even better with Josie there, because I’ve found out these past seven days since the pool that she is a hell of a lot of fun. Conversation with her is like a never-ending merry-go-round and she makes me laugh a lot. I also like looking at her, an added bonus.

What I did not count on was when I showed up at her door to pick her up she had someone there with her. She invited me in and then promptly introduced me to her fellow ER doctor Kathy Krantz. Not going to lie, but that first visual impression was good. She was smokin’ hot. But the minute I heard her voice—all flat and monotone—I knew I was in for a bad evening.

I was able to shoot a glare at Josie when Kathy went to the restroom before we left. She just shrugged and said, “What? When I told you I didn’t want to impose on this team event, you told me that it was open invitation and you were allowed to bring whoever you wanted. So I thought it would be the perfect time to set you up with someone who had a bit more going on upstairs.”

And Kathy is smart, no doubt. But she’s like that teacher in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off who speaks in that nasally, monotone, drawling voice, “Bueller, Bueller, Bueller.”

“Do you know what she talked to me about tonight for a solid twenty minutes? How to diagnose appendicitis. I swear, Josie, I almost smashed my beer bottle on the edge of the Cup so I could stab my ears with the broken end.”

Josie laughs again and I’m glad I amuse her.

No seriously…I like her laugh, so it’s all good.

Right now, it’s all good because Kathy ended up running into another doctor friend of hers who’s a urologist, and I swear, they both speak in the same dull tone. Last time I saw them they were discussing penile warts or something.

“And what’s the lesson we learned here tonight?” Josie asks me with a smirk.

“Never to let you set me up on a date,” I mutter as I look down at her.

“Anything else?” she prods, her smirk getting, well…smirkier.

“That I like them dumb and quiet?” I ask hesitantly, because I’m not sure what the lesson is.

“That attraction is much more than just looks,” Josie says primly as she turns to face me fully. “It’s as simple as that. For some reason, women just know and accept that. Men have a harder time coming around to it.”

“That’s your backhanded way of saying I’m shallow?”

“I’m just trying to show you that what’s on the inside is more important than what’s outside. I think you were already getting that, but it should be drilled home now.”

I chuckle and take a sip of my beer. It’s totally drilled home, and yes, I already knew it. But Kathy Krantz proved to me that physical beauty provides that immediate attraction, but it can be completely eradicated if your insides don’t match your outside.

Like Josie for example.

Beautiful both inside and out.

“You’ve made your point,” I admit to Josie.

“That meaningless sex without something deeper isn’t very fulfilling,” she pushes at me with a sly grin. “I think you’re evolving, Reed.”



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