Famous Last Words (Holt Hockey, #1)

by C.W. Farnsworth

I acted like he wasn’t sucking up all the attention and oxygen in the bar by simply existing.

But I’d do that stupid shimmy all over again, just to watch her laugh like that.

It’s my new favorite look on her. And it’s called mine.

I think I’m in love with her.

it won’t matter very much if hers isn’t one of the faces in the crowd.

you love something more than you love hockey?” I ask. “Someone. I love you, Harlow.”