Common Goal (Game Changers, #4)

by Rachel Reid

“I once watched you drink three Cherry Cokes at an All-Star weekend lunch, so don’t pretend you don’t like sweet drinks.” Ilya looked a little stunned by Eric’s snark. Then he grinned. “I did not know you were so interested in me.” “I’m not. At all. It was a shocking amount of Cherry Coke for a pro athlete to consume. It was memorable.” “You know,” Ilya said with a weird little smile. “You were not the only one to think so that day.”

“It was brave as fuck. It meant a lot, y’know? The vibe in the bar that night, after he did that? It was like we all won the Stanley Cup.