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Forget turning out like my dad, a measly professional athlete. Or my mother, a mere award-winning songwriter. I was going to be Stanley Cup and rule the fucking world.
“Better skedaddle, Gisele, before you piss off Garrett Graham.”
I skate over to Ryder, playing dumb. “Garrett who?”
“Are you shitting me right now? You don’t know who Ga...
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“Is he famous or so...
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Ryder stares at me. “He’s hockey royalty. Thi...
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“Oh. Yeah. I only follow figu...
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“Gigi! What the hell are you doing? You trying to break your ankle out there?”
“Sorry, Dad,” I call out, sheepish. “I was just messing around.”
I hear a choked noise. Ryder sidles up to me, those blue eyes darkening.
I tip my head to flash him an innocent ...
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“Dad?” he growls under his breath. “You’re Garret...
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I can’t help laughing at his indignation. “Not only that, but I’m helping with you...
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His eyes narrow. “You pla...
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I reach over to pat his arm. “Don’t worry, prom king, I’l...
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Graham: Does your father-in-law pay you to be his hype man? Or you do it for free to score approval points?
Connelly: Says the man who won three of those seven championships under Jensen.
Someone who plays hockey shows up at the rink an hour before a game, throws their skates on, pounds out three periods, changes back into their street clothes, and scampers on home.
there’s nothing like the sound of a puck striking the boards in an empty arena.
Our house in Eastwood was larger, but the pickings are slim for off-campus housing in Hastings, the small town closest to the Briar campus. Whereas I had my own bathroom before, now I share one with Beckett, who uses way too many products in his hair and clutters up all the counter space. For a fuckboy, he’s actually kind of a chick.
“You host a show with Jake Connelly, the most beautiful man in the world. Trust me, you’re going to get the views.”
“Nope, nope, nope,” he groans. “You know how I feel when you talk about Connelly’s stupid looks. It triggers my crippling inferiority.”
I snort out a...
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“What is it with you and your mother thinking that guy is handsome? H...
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Garrett Graham’s daughter is hot. She was hot when I met her six years ago, and she’s even hotter now.
At one point, the camera pans to a sophomore Gigi on the bench. As she leans forward, watching her teammates kill a penalty, the intensity in her gray eyes pours off the screen and heats my blood. I can’t help but wonder what she’s like in bed. If she harnesses that same intensity.
“Is that what you need from people? To be told what a good girl you are?”
So when 1 a.m. rolls around and I’m still wide awake, I bite my lip and slide my hand between my legs. Is that what you need from people? To be told what a good girl you are? Before I can stop it, Luke Ryder’s gravelly voice slides into my head. Once again my core clenches, my body whispering, Yes, call me a good girl.
“I have one question,” I tell Ryder once we’re alone.
“What is it?”
“Did you actually bring m...
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“Yes,” he m...
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I have to bite my lip to stop from laughing. I’ve never seen anyone look more disguste...
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“You know, I think I like this Ryder. I had no idea you were so quirky.”
“I am not quirky,” he growls.
“Then why are we celebrating your lov...
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He thrusts the bouquet at me. “Just take the ...
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“I have an offer to make you,” I announce.
Amusement flickers through his eyes. “What kind of offer?”
“My dad’s hockey camp… He’s super picky about who he picks for assistant coach. And I’m not going to lie—his impression of you isn’t the greatest. I don’t know if that’s a recent thing or what. I do know he’s been watching you for years, though. He follows all the good college players.”
“So how is this ever going to work, co-captain?” I can’t help but taunt. “Because it seems like you’ve got a serious stalemate happening. No one’s budging.”
“You’re budging,” he points out.
“I’m not part o...
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“Sure, you are. You’re Bri...
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“Sweetie. You’re Bria...
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Abandoning Case, I grab Ryder’s arm instead. He’s so tall I have to tip my head back to meet his eyes. Dark blue and deadly.
“Stop this?” I say softly.
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.