Slap Shot (D.C. Stars, #3)

by Chelsea Curto

There are a lot of men in the world, but I’m learning there’s only one Hudson Hayes.

“When I said green, I meant that exact shade. You in that outfit, really.” His cheeks are flushed, and his Adam’s apple bobs. “No other variation is ever going to do.”

I’m too busy grinning up at my dad, and I swear I can hear my mom cheering for me from the stands.

“Because y’all are mine.” I tuck a loose piece of hair behind her ear. “And I protect what’s mine.”