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

by Emma St. Clair

I get that this team is into social media and stuff. I’ll do what I have to. But as much as possible, I’d prefer to be in the background.” Parker sighs, relaxing a little. “People are so excited you’re here, Logan. They want to see you. It’s good for the team. Good for the organization. Good for the town, who still claims you as its hero. The Harvest Hollow Happenings already has several posts with photos of you around town.” “The what?” “Just this gossipy Instagram account and—you know what? Never mind. The point is—this could be good for you too if you want to capitalize on it. A lot of the Appies have gotten pretty sweet gigs usually not offered to guys in the AHL.” “I’m glad. But I don’t need that.” Money isn’t a worry for me. “Playing nice here will also help you get back to the NHL faster,” she says. I’m not sure why I want to deny that this is my endgame. I mean, who would choose the AHL over the NHL? But I still have trouble saying it out loud. Maybe because it’s Parker, and already I’m feeling a surprising attachment to her. One day is all it took for her to wiggle her way under my skin. Just like she did back then. I stare at her across the desk—her big brown eyes, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, full lips pursed as we continue our silent standoff. Okay, so NOT like back then. I hold out the player profile again but still don’t let go when she takes it. Parker glares. The paper starts to crumple a little. “I don’t want to make this a whole battle,” she sa...