The Right Fit
Publication date: April 12th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
She’s sworn off love, he’s sworn off sex, but together they’ll score the goal of a lifetime.
When Maxine Nicholls discovers her fiancé is cheating, she turns to fast food and nighttime soap operas, but her sister has a plan—unbridled rebound sex with a stranger.
As one of Toronto’s hottest players, Antony Laurent tallies scores on and off the ice, but when the chiseled defense man hits a slump, rumors of a trade to the minor league send him to ambush a managers meeting at a posh club.
That night a chance encounter ends up as an unforgettable evening of passion. But Maxine and Antony are about to discover a game of casual hook ups can lead to something neither one of them thought they deserved—the right fit.
She hugged the clipboard to her chest. “Why are you here?” she asked.
A prickling sensation trailed down his spine. He felt like he was driving at night with no headlights on, just waiting for the next turn to send him careening off a cliff. “You invited me.”
“No, I mean, why do you want to see me? It’s obvious we’re in a totally different dating pool.” Then she cringed as if she’d said too much. “Sorry, I’m just trying to make sense of…well, us I guess.”
Antony’s heart was in his throat. “It’s not about wanting to see you,” he started carefully. “I have to see you.” It was the truth of course, just not the whole truth, but his genuine tone had struck something and soon he was spilling all his thoughts. “You live in Toronto all life, oui?” he asked.
“Oui.” She shook her head. “Yes, my whole life. Why?”
“I came last year. And in whole time, I never spilled drink on a woman.”
The tiniest glimmer sparkled in her eyes. “And?” she prompted.
He took a small step closer to her. “And in that whole time, I never jumped into cab with a woman already in backseat.”
She played with the bottom button of her green cardigan. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “And?”
“And I never lost cell phone before…ever.” His shoes came toe to toe with hers. “Il n’y a pas de hasards. Il n’y a que des rendez-vous. There are no coincidences, only encounters.”
They kept eye contact, and soon his breathing matched hers. The clipboard had started to shake in her hands. Antony noticed the soft green nail polish. “What is nail polish horoscope for today, Maxine?” he asked.
“Close encounters,” she breathed.
“Do you want me to stay?”
Antony took the clipboard from her hands and placed it on top of a tower of boxes. He stared at her, holding her gaze for several heartbeats. “I very much want to kiss you.”
“Me too,” she whispered. “But I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop kissing you.”
“I’m willing to risk it.” He leaned in, feeling the weight of her sigh in his arms. He kissed her like he was drowning and she was the air. It was more than a kiss with the mouth; it had passed through his muscles, his nerves, and every fiber until he was kissing her with his whole body.
When she leaned back, breathless and still in his arms, she motioned over his shoulder and said in a voice that made his blood rush. “Lock the door.”
Daphne Dubois writes contemporary romance and believes the right book at the right time can make all the difference. When she’s not putting her characters in compromising positions (ahem), she works as a registered nurse. A member of the Writer’s Federation of Nova Scotia, she lives in Eastern Canada, the most romantic place in the world.
You can also find her writing for teens as B.R. Myers.