Famous Last Words (Holt Hockey, #1)

by C.W. Farnsworth

I’m acting like a boyfriend, and she’s not my girlfriend. I just…wanted to see her. And it’s been less than two days. Fuck.

I have serious feelings for this girl. I’m not just attracted to her. This isn’t just lust or fooling around. I care about Harlow in a way that’s completely unfamiliar to me. In a way that terrifies me, because I’m used to being confident in my decisions and I have no clue what I’m doing where she’s concerned.

Conor smirks, then stands and follows his coach. “Hard launch,” Aidan coughs.

“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 told myself I’d never, ever fall in love with Conor Hart. Famous last words.

“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.”