Page 148 of Defensive Zone

She laughed. “I think you need a dictionary, Max Mortimer.”

“What did I tell you about my middle name?” he growled low, hoping that none of his teammates heard it.

“It’s kind of sexy.”

He burst out laughing. “I think you need a dictionary now.”

She grinned and linked her hands around his neck, tugging him down.

“I have to admit that your prank tonight was pretty epic. I’m in shock and awe,” he said.

“You’ve kept me on my toes since I was six years old. It’s only fair that I return the favor. Be prepared for the unexpected,” she said, her eyes bright with humor and desire.

“Challenge accepted,” he said, leaning down and sealing his lips to hers.