Page 65 of Perfect Pucking Match

I knew Nathan Wilder was going to be trouble.

I just never expected he would be dangerous to something as forbidden as my heart.

Chapter 17

Charlotte

Nate:I’m not sure what the protocol is for texting a date after going out…

Nate:But thanks.

Nate:For tonight, I mean.

Me:No problem.I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.

Me:FYI, texting your date just to tell her you enjoyed her company is always nice.

Nate:Good to know.

Nate: …

Nate:What else could I text her?

Me:Depends on what you want to say.

Nate:Can I tell her she looked beautiful tonight?

Me:Of course. Any compliment, as long as it’s sincere and doesn’t hold an ulterior motive, is always welcomed and encouraged.

Nate:What kind of ulterior motives are we talking about?

Me:Oh, you know. The usual. Most men would say just about anything to get a woman in bed.

Nate:I’m not like that.

Me:No. You aren’t, are you?

Nate:You sound surprised.

Me:We’re texting. How do you know what I sound like?

Nate:Just a feeling.

Nate:Goodnight, Lottie.

Me:Goodnight, Nate.

Me:Huge congrats on your win, Nate!!!

Nate:You saw me play?

Me:I did. I’m at my parents’ today and caught the game with my dad on TV. FYI, he’s your biggest fan!

Nate:He’s probably the only one.

Me:I’m sorry. I saw how unfair the fans treated you. Sounded rough.

Me:I don’t know how you do it. You played so well, considering how awful they were to you.

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