Playmaker - L. P. Dover

Playmaker is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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© 2018 by L. P. Dover

Excerpt from Reed by Sawyer Bennett © 2018 by Sawyer Bennett

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This book contains an excerpt from the forthcoming book Reed by Sawyer Bennett. This excerpt has been set for this edition only and may not reflect the final content of the forthcoming edition.

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Contents

Cover

Title Page

Prologue: Maddox

Chapter 1: Maddox

Chapter 2: Lacey

Chapter 3: Maddox

Chapter 4: Lacey

Chapter 5: Maddox

Chapter 6: Lacey

Chapter 7: Maddox

Chapter 8: Lacey

Chapter 9: Lacey

Chapter 10: Maddox

Chapter 11: Lacey

Chapter 12: Maddox

Chapter 13: Lacey

Chapter 14: Maddox

Chapter 15: Lacey

Chapter 16: Maddox

Chapter 17: Lacey

Chapter 18: Lacey

Chapter 19: Lacey

Chapter 20: Maddox

Chapter 21: Lacey

Chapter 22: Lacey

Chapter 23: Maddox

Chapter 24: Lacey

Chapter 25: Maddox

Chapter 26: Lacey

Chapter 27: Lacey

Chapter 28: Maddox

Chapter 29: Lacey

Chapter 30: Lacey

Chapter 31: Maddox

Chapter 32: Lacey

Chapter 33: Lacey

Chapter 34: Maddox

Chapter 35: Maddox

Chapter 36: Lacey

Chapter 37: Lacey

Epilogue: Lacey

Dedication

Acknowledgments

By L. P. Dover

About the Author

Excerpt from Reed

Prologue

Maddox

“This is crazy. What the hell are we doing?”

I could still hear the sound of her voice and see the excitement on her face as I pulled her into the chapel. Every single moment in Vegas for spring break had been a whirlwind of excitement from the moment I’d met Paige two weeks ago. We’d done some crazy things, from bungee jumping at the Stratosphere to winning a few grand at the casinos. When I was with her, I couldn’t think of anything other than being with her. It was fucking insane, but I wanted her more than anyone I’d ever wanted in my life. Closing my eyes, I lay back on my bed, replaying that last night two years ago in Vegas in my mind.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” I told her.

“How much have you had to drink today?” I’d had two Bloody Marys at breakfast and several other drinks throughout the day, but I was nowhere near drunk. Or maybe that was the drunk part of me saying I wasn’t drunk. All I knew was that I had to have her. We’d gotten this far. We could stumble down the aisle together.

Knowing she loved it when I wore my ballcap backward, I turned it around and grinned slyly. “I’ll never tell. Now come on, humor me. Who all can say they got married by Elvis?”

I might’ve been portrayed as an egotistical douche bag and hockey’s number-one bad boy, but I wasn’t as shallow as everyone thought me to be. With Paige, I could show her who I really was. She understood me, even if I was a drunken idiot the night I met her in the bar. Drinking was the only way I could deal with the shit from my father. Paige was the only one able to get me out of that state of mind.

There was a man at the desk, dressed in a black tux. “Good evening,” he said warmly. “What brings you to us tonight?”

I glanced back at Paige and winked before turning back to the man. “We want to get married.”

“Maddox,” she blurted, mouth gaping in surprise. “Are we really doing this?” The look of shock on her face when I pulled out the marriage license was priceless. Her eyes widened and her breath caught. I was serious when I signed