Know the Score (Vancouver Knights, #2)

by Kylie Kent

Dancing on the ice with this girl is one of my favorite pastimes. I’d never admit this to anyone, but I’d rather be spinning around with Kathryn than doing just about anything else in the world.

“Because I’m not about to let anyone F-U-C-K with you,” she says, censoring herself for Graycee’s sake. “That spells fuck,” Graycee shouts proudly. Yes, my daughter can read. And spell apparently.

I push up on my tiptoes, then quickly lower myself back down. I was about to kiss him before I second-guessed it. Should I do that? Kiss him like I used to… “Kathryn, kiss me,” Gray says, clearly reading my mind. “If you want to kiss me, then fucking kiss me. Whenever, wherever, and in front of whomever.”