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“Which one is Luke Ryder?”
number-one ranked forward in the country,”
Luke Ryder and a teammate threw down in the locker room after the USA boys took home the gold. Ryder broke the guy’s jaw and landed him in the hospital.
“Gisele,” he mocks. “Prom king,” I mock back. With
Hockey Kings
several months before he was slated to start, he and another recent retiree, Jake Connelly, did a guest spot on ESPN to commentate on that year’s Stanley Cup Finals. That one measly episode drew the highest ratings the network had seen in years. TSBN instantly saw dollar signs and realized Dad was better suited doing commentary than calling games. They pitched Hockey Kings to Dad and Connelly, and the rest is ratings history.
“You host a show with Jake Connelly, the most beautiful man in the world. Trust me, you’re going to get the views.”
Gigi has TASTEEEEE
“Nope, nope, nope,” he groans. “You know how I feel when you talk about Connelly’s stupid looks. It triggers my crippling inferiority.”
Omg all these years later and ur still jelly
Wyatt’s actually a huge mama’s boy.
Garrett Graham’s daughter is hot. She was hot when I met her six years ago, and she’s even hotter now.
“Hello, this message is for Luke Ryder. This is Peter Greene with the Maricopa County Attorney’s office. I’m calling in regard to your father’s parole hearing. If you could call me back at your earliest convenience—”
Uhhhhh
changed the alarm on
Graham Center.
Briar’s produced plenty of other legends. John Logan. Hunter Davenport.
BBYS
We also run a few junior hockey camps. There’s one in particular that I head up with Jake Connelly.”
JAKE AHHH LOML
“If you think a couple compliments are going to make me forget what I saw out in the parking lot, they won’t. It’ll take a lot more than that.”
SASSY GARRETT LOVEEE
“My choice isn’t based solely on who’s an excellent player, kid. This is about a lot more than stat sheets. It’s about leadership. And from what I’ve seen so far, you might be lacking greatly in that quality.”
“Use your words, Ryder.”
Which, of course, promptly fades the second I spot Ryder waiting for us at the front entrance. Holding a bouquet of daisies.
“I have one question,” I tell Ryder once we’re alone. “What is it?” “Did you actually bring me flowers?” “Yes,”
“Who says they’re apology flowers? Maybe they’re celebration flowers.”
“It’s International Eat an Apple Day.” He lifts his gaze. “Seemed like something we should celebrate.”
Luckily, I still got drafted despite that incident. Dallas has the rights to me, and I’m excited to head down there after graduation.
“Sure, you are. You’re Briar hockey.” “Sweetie. You’re Briar hockey.”
Ryder looks at me for a moment. Then he lets out a breath and takes a step forward. Completely unfazed when a fist flies past his cheekbone. “Enough.”
“Gigi Graham and Luke Ryder?” she calls in question. “Can you raise your hands so I can see you?”
“There’s a charity gala in Boston organized by Leesa Wickler, whose family is one of our largest donors. You two will attend as representatives of Briar University and your respective hockey programs.”
father’s jersey number retirement event?”
“You’re showing people my film? That’s so cute. I knew you were obsessed with me.”
“Got a little problem.” Beckett glances over his shoulder, but Ryder’s looking at me, not him. “Your boyfriend’s downstairs.”
“Beckett Dunne. I like sex.”
THIS MAN I CANT
Colson even puts a little force behind it, so that it smacks into my palm. “Luke Ryder,” I mutter. “I like history documentaries. Like, about World War Two and shit.”
I like that he always waits for me to drive away before following suit. It’s oddly gentlemanly.
From Ryder.
His rough voice fills my ear with two inexplicable words. “Use me.”
I’m about to put down my next word when my phone buzzes again. A text this time. RYDER: I’m downstairs.
“Why are you here?” I grumble, pulling him away from the door.
“I came to kiss you.” My mouth falls open. I stare at him for a moment. “You…drove all the way here to kiss me.” “Yes.”
But our lips feel so right against each other that I can’t stop myself from driving the kiss deeper. Ryder spits out a growled curse before his tongue slides through my parted lips and sends an electric current through my body.
“Did I pass the test?”
My mind is preoccupied with the same damn thing that’s been eating away at it for three days now. Gigi Graham. It’s been three days since we kissed.
The universe approves of us fucking.
I’m pretty sure I just had the best sex of my entire life.
RYDER
I’m pretty sure I just had the best sex of my entire life.
“Instead, this girl shows up at my house when I’m at camp and sneaks in using the spare key. Then she gets naked, drapes herself on my parents’ bed, and tries to seduce my dad when he walks in.”
THIS MF BITCH -- WTF
Alexandra Tucker,” Camila corrects. “Yes, that’s right. The supermodel. So, you know, totally not a big deal.”
RYDER: I can’t stop thinking about you.
Rather than call my dad, I text Ryder.
