Finding Carson Lee Release
Oh
Captain, My Captain presents Carson Lee of the Alabama Blacksmiths.
Carson Lee is the league's bad
boy and womanizer, who wants nothing more than to keep it that way. However, his
life is full of deep secrets that could ruin the image he built for himself.
Everything he worked for could come crashing down around him once he starts
finding out who he really is when a grumpy blonde enters his life.
Kinley Wright wants nothing
more than to thrive in the world of fashion. She could care less about hockey
as long as it leads her to a promotion to work with the football superstars. It
isn't until she has to sign Caron Lee to a clothing contract that she finds he
may be the one to push her to let go of her guilt from her past marriage.
Carson Lee is more than meets
the eye and Kinley Wright is more than her failures. When their lives collide,
will they trust in the possible hope for their future?
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My eyes scan the brunettes, the redheads, the girls with black
hair, those that are more than one color, and then my favorite, blondes. There
seems to be one, in particular, that is watching me. Usually, they’ll glance a
few times with a little smile that’s secretly begging me to walk over to them.
This one, though, isn’t smiling. She almost looks unsure. I bring my glass to
my lips, trying to figure her out. At least she’s a blonde. Her curls are a bit
too perfect, like she’s not naturally curly.
She surprises me by standing and walking over to me. She’s
curvy, not my usual size two type, but she owns it with confidence, which is a
plus. As she gets closer, stopping at the empty stool next to me, I see she has
green eyes.
“Carson Lee?” Her Southern accent is clear and strong, even with
only my name.
“That’s me. Who might you be, sweetheart?” I grin.
Her eyes narrow slightly. “Kinley Wright, with LSMP. We were
supposed to meet.”
Oh, great. She takes the seat next to me as I reply, “Right.
Sorry, it slipped my mind. Mike tell you to meet me here?” She nods. “That’s
why. He knew I would be here and wouldn’t remember one way or another.” I take
a quick, deep breath. “Did you go to the game? Enjoy it?”
“I did see the game. I especially enjoyed the third quarter when
you hit that other player into the wall. Very exciting.”
Quarter? I stare at her for a second to see if she’ll catch her
mistake. “You don’t know shit about hockey, do you?” I raise an eyebrow at her
with a bit of annoyance, but mostly curiosity. They want me to work with this
woman, and she doesn’t even know what she’s talking about?
“Oh, well, I’m new to the sport, but I really enjoy it. I mean,
I like it so much. It’s a great sport. Yep, love it.” She nods one too many
times, but I’m not buying what she’s selling.
For some reason, I laugh. “No need to lie, sweetheart. And by
the way, quarter usually means there’s four of ‘em.”
“Okay, so I’m not a huge fan of hockey, but I did enjoy the
game. Yes, it was the first full game I’d seen. Most of the hockey I see is on
ESPN when I’m trying to catch up on the football stats.”
Her confession surprises me. I was expecting her to ride the
“I’m a fan, so I know what I’m talking about” for a while longer. “Football,
huh? Why are you trying to work in this sport, if you aren’t knowledgeable
about it to start with or since you’re actually a fan of another?”
“Alright, Mr. Lee. Let’s cut the crap, okay?” She straightens
her posture as her tone turns into one that means no-bullshit-accepted. “You’ve
had a long day and I have too. So, here’s the deal: no, I’m not a fan of
hockey. I bleed football. However, my boss thinks that you’re a perfect fit for
LSMP and I think so too. Now, are you going to sign with us, or do I need to go
see if one of those Viking players want the job? I know their plane hasn’t left
yet.”
I clench my jaw and glare at her before catching sight of a
regular behind her, a girl I’ve slept with before. I reach into my back pocket,
grab some cash from my wallet, and slap it on the bar. “How about I let you
know in a day or two?” Standing, I lay a hand on her shoulder, smile and add,
“In the meantime, if you rather have a Viking, go get one. Otherwise, you can
wait for a bit. Nice meeting you, sweetheart.”
Lindsay Paige is a romance
author from North Carolina who has published eight books on her own. She is a
huge hockey fan of the Pittsburgh Penguins and loves read. When not writing,
Lindsay is focused on completing college.
Mary Smith was born in Chicago,
Illinois, but currently lives in West Virginia. She is an avid reader,
co-founder of Book Nerds Across America, and author of the Ice
series, Always Forever, andA Hockey Tutor. She goes nowhere without her
cell phone or Kindle. Mary loves anything to do with Chicago Blackhawks,
Patrick Sharp, and hockey related!!
Despite their love for
different teams and players, Lindsay and Mary write hockey romances to
vicariously live through their characters and their experiences with these hot
hockey players. Together, they have written The Penalty Kill Trilogy and the Oh
Captain, My Captain series.
Lindsay Paige
Mary Smith
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