Just Don't Fall (Sweater Weather, #1; Appies, #1)

by Emma St. Clair

Throats clear but still, no one speaks. It’s like everyone is silently drawing straws to see who’s going to tell Logan the bad news. I’ll take my invisibility as long as it lasts, thank you very much! Because at some point, I will be face to face with Logan. And as the social media manager arranging the dancing videos in question, I’m about to be the person who Logan despises most. Awesome. The tension in the room swells to the point of being almost painful until Grant, the team lawyer and the epitome of serious lawyer stereotypes, taps the contract on the table. “Actually, one of the stipulations of playing for the Appies is that, in addition to your typical hockey duties, you will have certain entertainment requirements. You’ll find it in section eight, clause three.” I lean slightly to the left, where I can see Logan’s mouth. It’s turned up in a sneer. For a man in the spotlight because of his job, Logan is almost a ghost. He’s never had social media. He rarely does interviews, and when he does, he gives one-word answers about his job and says nothing personal. Even his sponsorships and endorsements seem to be hand-picked to exclude talking. The man is a vault. Not so different from who he was back then. I think my brother and I were the only people Logan talked to outside of hockey. “I’m not an entertainer,” Logan says, shoving the contract away. “I’m an athlete.” Coach Davis fields this one. He is VERY invested in placating the best player our team has ever landed. “T...