In Your Pucking Dreams (Kings Of Denver Book 2)

IN YOUR PUCKING DREAMS SHERIDAN ANNE Copyright Sheridan Anne In Your Pucking Dreams - Kings of Denver (Book 2) Copyright © 2023 Sheridan Anne All rights reserved First Published in 2023 Anne, Sheridan Kings of Denver (Book 2) In Your Pucking Dreams This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without prior permission in writing of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of the binding or cover other than in which it is published, and without a similar condition, including this condition, being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. Cover Design: Sheridan Anne Editing: Fox Proof Edits Formatting: Sheridan Anne Beta: Holly Swain-Harvey & Kat Uluave Contents INTRODUCTION DISCLAIMER Join me online with the rest of the stalkers!! PROLOGUE 1. CASSIE 2. JAXON 3. CASSIE 4. JAXON 5. CASSIE 6. JAXON 7. CASSIE 8. JAXON 9. CASSIE 10. JAXON 11. CASSIE 12. JAXON 13. CASSIE 14. JAXON 15. CASSIE 16. JAXON 17. CASSIE 18. JAXON 19. CASSIE 20. JAXON 21. CASSIE 22. JAXON EPILOGUE THANKS FOR READING! WHERE TO NEXT? STALK ME! OTHER SERIES BY SHERIDAN ANNE INTRODUCTION CASSIE I made the worst decision of my life when I left Denver three years ago. I broke his heart. I broke my family’s hearts. And then I broke my own. It’s taken three long years, but here I am staring my past in the face. Only everything has changed. He isn’t the boy I once knew. He’s the Captain of the Denver Dragons. No longer a boy, but a man—a man who has a reputation made by his many achievements in the bedroom. I know I should stay away, but fate was written in the stars when it comes to Jaxon Payne. JAXON I’m up for the best senior year known to man. I’m the king of campus. The captain of the ice hockey team with endless amounts of chicks at my disposal. I worked hard not to have a damn string holding me down. Until my past comes back to haunt me. Why, might you ask? Because she’s back. In Your Pucking Dreams is a New Adult, College Sports Romance with a HEA. CONTENT WARNING: Detailed sexual content, sexual assault, stalking, body mutilation, and heavy coarse language. DISCLAIMER In Your Pucking Dreams was previously published as Jaxon - Kings of Denver (Book 2) 2018-2022 The content of In Your Pucking Dreams remains the same with new edits and tightening up of each chapter. The story within has not changed. Simply received a facelift plus new interior formatting, title, and cover. Join me online with the rest of the stalkers!! www.facebook.com/SheridansBookishBabes For more information on the Empire series and all of my other work, join my Facebook group - Sheridan’s Bookish Babes. Here we talk shit, perv on sexy men, and try to forget that sometimes, the world is a shitty place. :) Come on, hit join! I know you want to! See you there! PROLOGUE CASSIE THREE YEARS EARLIER Jaxon climbs through my window, the smell of his perfect cologne filling my room with the soft night breeze. I cringe, not wanting him to see my face. The man knows me better than I know myself. He would sense something’s wrong. He just knows . . . he’s always known. Closing my eyes, I pretend to be asleep, listening as he undresses. I hear him lose his shirt, dumping it on the couch before I hear his belt buckle clank heavily to the ground. The sound of his zipper follows before he steps out of his jeans. He pulls the blanket back, allowing the cool air to brush my skin before sliding in behind me. His strong arms curl around me, pulling me into the safety of his body, right where I’ve always belonged. He’s just gotten back from hockey training and most likely had to sit in a cold car on the way home after his parents refused to fix his heating. I’m sure one of my brothers could do it for him if only he stopped being so stubborn and just asked. “Love you,” Jaxon murmurs as he presses a soft kiss to my neck and nuzzles in. I don’t dare say it back for fear of breaking. My body betrays me as I snuggle deeper into his hold, and I stay there all night. I’m wrapped in his loving arms, listening to the soft, rhythmic sound of his heart, knowing that what I’m about to do is going to tear him to shreds. That knowledge on its own is nearly enough to kill me, and I hate myself for what I’m about to put him through. It’s a little after four in the morning, and I haven’t slept a wink. My eyes are red and raw from the constant flow of tears I’ve spilled throughout the night. Discreetly lifting his arm, I slide out from under him, being as quiet as possible to not wake him. I go to the bathroom and get dressed before quietly pulling my pre-packed suitcase out from under my bed, holding back the violent sobs threatening to tear free from my chest. Why does this have to be so hard? Walking over to him and glancing down at the man who holds my heart, I gently press a kiss to his temple, breaking my own damn heart in the process. “I’m sorry,” I whisper into the night, fearing I might wake him as I hastily wipe my face. “I love you so damn much.” The knowledge that this will be the last time I’ll ever whisper those precious words to him tears me apart, and I let out one last shaky breath before tearing my gaze away from his sleeping body. Taking the handle of