“Oh. Oh! I’ve heard hockey players are very good with their hands.” “Victoria!” I say, laughing at her suggestive tone. “What? They would have to be, wouldn’t they? With all the…stick handling and…puck moving?” “Why do I think you don’t know anything about hockey?” She huffs out a sigh. “Because I don’t. But I have read a hockey romance or two, and let me tell you, that man could star in one of them.”
