Mine to Take (Western Wildcats Hockey #6) Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Western Wildcats Hockey Series by Jennifer Sucevic
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
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A mixture of hope and surprise rings throughout those three little words.

My lips lift into more of a smile as his fingers stay locked around mine. “Yeah. We just need to give it a little more organization, add a few more supporting statements, and clean up some of the grammar and sentence structure. It’ll take some work, but it’s much easier than starting over. And two days is plenty of time to make adjustments.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad,” he says with a nod.

“I promise it won’t be. Here’s the caveat—I’m more than willing to point out areas that can be improved and give suggestions, but I’m not going to rewrite the paper for you.” I don’t necessarily want to bring up his possible disability, but it would help to know exactly what I’m dealing with. “I spent a lot of time in high school helping my brother with his homework.” I force out the rest. “Your paper reminds me of his.”

He stills as his grip tightens around mine. “Oh?”

“He has dyslexia and really struggled with it. Especially before he was diagnosed…” Unsure what else to say, my voice trails off.

I know I’ve hit the mark when color seeps into his cheeks and he glances away.

My heart twists as I scoot closer. “I’m not trying to embarrass you. It’s just…it’ll be easier for us to work together if I understand what the issue is.”

His gaze settles on mine as he releases a pent-up breath. “Yeah, I have dyslexia. My parents realized what was going on right away because my dad also has it. So, I had early intervention.”

“I’m sure that helped. My parents were reluctant to believe that there was anything wrong with my brother.”

Some of his embarrassment fades. “You never mentioned having a sibling. Is he older?”

I chew my lower lip and nod. “Yeah.”

Technically.

By four minutes.

“Does he attend Western?”

“No.” I clear my throat, no longer wanting to discuss my family. I’m afraid he’ll put two and two together and figure out that River isn’t my boyfriend.

But my brother instead.

And then all hell will break loose.

It would be so much easier if I didn’t feel anything for Maverick. If I didn’t like the way it feels when he lays his hands on me. Or enjoy the time we spend together.

But that’s not the case.

It takes effort to banish that thought.

“What about you?”

As soon as the question leaves my lips, I realize that I met his sister the other day at lunch. It’s tempting to admit the truth, but I hold it back.

“Just a sister. She’s older by a year and also attends Western. She’s pre-med.”

“That’s really impressive.”

His lips curve as he nods. “Juliette is really smart. She’s the one who helped me in school when I needed it. Even when I came here, she made time to work with me, but the more challenging her classes have become, the less she’s been able to do that.” He jerks his shoulders and stares at the computer screen. “Plus, she’ll graduate this spring and won’t be around much longer, so I need to figure it out on my own.”

It’s obvious from the pride that fills his tone that he doesn’t resent her for not struggling with the same academic challenges.

“Sounds like you two are really close.”

“We are.” For a long moment, he’s silent before admitting in a softer voice, “Our family was always tight, but after Mom was diagnosed with breast cancer, we became even more so. It’s the reason Juliette decided to become a doctor.”

A thick lump swells in my throat at what he’s just revealed. The emotion that had flashed in Juliette’s eyes when she’d told me about her career choice now makes more sense. “That must have been difficult.”

I know exactly how much a loved one’s diagnosis can affect their family members. It’s like a windshield getting hit with a rock and the cracks in the glass spidering outward, touching everyone. Even distantly.

Emotion flashes across his face. “It sucked. I’ve never felt so powerless in my life.”

“I can imagine.”

“There were times when she was so weak and sick from the chemo, all I could do was sit by her side and keep her company so she wasn’t alone. Nothing I did took away her pain or lessened it. The worst was watching as she lost weight and then her hair. At one point, she was a much thinner, paler shadow of her former self. And I lived in constant fear that she’d be taken from us.”

My heart contracts at his rough words. It’s so tempting to gather him up into my arms and hold him tight.

“I’m sure it meant a lot to her that you were there, offering support and cheering her on. When someone is battling an illness, having that love can be a source of real strength. It gives you something to fight for during those days when you’re so tired and sick that you just want to give up.”



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