Pucking Around (Jacksonville Rays, #1)

by Emily Rath

I scowl at Caleb. “Jeez, Sanford,” I call, drawing their attention. “Who died and made you head coach? If it’s so easy, you put on some skates and show him how it’s done.” The second the words are out of my mouth, I know I’ve said something wrong. Caleb’s glare turns murderous. At the same time, the two guys share a nervous look. I glance between them, confused. “What—” “See you boys around,” Caleb mutters at the other two, turning on his heel and stomping away. I watch him go, feeling suddenly guilty. “Yeesh,” Walsh mutters. “That was harsh, Doc.” “Yeah, going’ in for the kill,” says the guy with dark hair. “Clearly, I just stepped in something,” I say, slipping off the bench and walking over to the boards. “Eh, Sanny’ll be alright,” says dark-haired guy. He skates off, ready to do another drill. I look to Walsh. “Will he?” He shrugs. “Yeah, probably. But maybe you should google him. And cut him some slack,” he adds as he sets his water bottle aside. “It can’t be easy for him.” With that he skates off, leaving me with my head spinning.