Carter Beckett. NHL’s best player, he’s the Captain of Vancouvers Piers. With messy curls, brown eyes and the sexiest grin ever, he gets everyone he wants. Except, the girl he wants, he can’t have.

Carter had one rule: to stay away from you. He didn’t listen, and fell in love the second his eyes landed on the mouthy brunette with curves to die for. You rejected him over and over again, but he just never let go. Eventually, you fell in love with the fuck boy.

Deciding to take it slow, Carter wanted to prove himself. So, he made a bet, who can go the longest without giving in.

Doing your bridesmaids duties, while trying not to jump your gorgeous man’s bones was not easy. Especially when he looked like a sex-god in his suit. His eyes were glued to you all night, especially when you danced with one of his teammates to try and make him break.

Dragging you into the bathroom, Carter clicked the door shut behind him and turned to face you.

“You started off so good,” Carter took two long steps forwards until he was standing right in front of you, and dipped his head to whisper in your ear.

“You came in here, with that smile on your face, and I thought I was fucked.”

You sucked in a sharp breath.

“But then you gave yourself away. You’re so fucking adorable when you’re nervous, you know that?” Carter hummed, moving his head so his lips hovered over yours, drawing a small sigh from you.

“Carter—“ You whispered.

“Hm? You want me to kiss you?” Carter whispered, staring down at you with those gorgeous eyes.

“Mhm.” You nodded.

Carter grinned and brushed his lips over yours, before he pulled back, leaving you in shock.

“Wha—What are you doing?” You breathed out.

“Heading back out there.”

“But you said—“

“You said you wanted me to kiss you. And I will. Tomorrow.” Carter shot back.

“Tomorrow?” You gaped at him.

Carter nodded, and swept you into the noisy hallway.

“You’re fucking stunning, Miss Parker.” Carter whispered before he disappeared, and Cara appeared.

“What happened!?”