Famous Last Words (Holt Hockey, #1)

by C.W. Farnsworth

Ice is not a forgiving surface.

And I suddenly know with absolute certainty that wasn’t the last conversation I’ll have with Harlow Hayes. Just the first.

Surprising Harlow Hayes might be my new favorite hobby.

I have serious feelings for this girl.

“I thought, I have absolutely no game when this girl is involved. Because you were standing there, just looking at me, and I couldn’t think of a single fucking thing to say. And it had nothing to do with anything except you, Harlow.”

I think I’m in love with her.

I think I truly love her, to the point that I hate what my life looks like without her in

“Mess up all my plans, Harlow. Because I don’t want to be part of any plans unless they include you. I need you in my life, for anything to mean something. When I play in my first pro game, I want you to be behind the bench wearing my jersey. If you’re not, it’ll just be another hockey game.”