The Kennedy Rule

by K.C. Carmichael

I look down and smile at my skates, not wanting anyone to see that I’m proud of the man I’m supposed to loathe.

I’m not the kind of guy who can just be casual about something I’ve claimed as mine.”

Kissing Connor Kennedy is the best mistake of my life.

I would bottle it and bathe in it if I could, forever smelling like Gavin Marshal. A not-so-subtle way to let everyone know that even if this is a one-off, for one day I was his. For one blissful moment in my buttoned-up life, I got to have him. Wild and free. I’ll let him break me.

I’d go to the ends of the earth for the Blizzards. But for Connor, I’d burn it all down if it meant I could keep him from harm. If I could make him mine.