Just One of the Boys (Chicago Falcons Book 1)

by Leah Rooper

When my blades hit the ice, it’s like I can breathe, as if I’ve been drowning and finally coming up for air.

“My own boyfriend can’t tell us apart when we’re on the ice!” “Oh yeah,” Xander says, rubbing his chin. “He grabbed my ass once. That was awkward.”

“I’m sure the team wouldn’t mind if you miss a couple games,” Eleanor says. Al’s eyes go wide and he recoils as if she just suggested he give up breathing. “Are you kidding? This is playoff crunch time! Why the hell would I waste seven days eating crap and lying on a beach when I could be scoring points for the Falcons?”

“Is the great Hayden Tremblay afraid I’ll embarrass him in front of his family?” I tighten my jaw. “Yeah right, Bell. You’re just obsessed. Can you not go two days without skating?” “Nope,” Al says, and grabs my arm. “And neither can you.” I feign a sigh, but a smile works itself across my face. “I hate it when you’re right.”

“Alice was willing to give up hockey for you.” I must give him a blank look because he sighs again. “Tremblay, she’s in love with you.”