On the Ice (Stick Side, #1)

by Amy Aislin

“Grey, dude, check this out.” Marco handed him a brochure. Kinesiology Lecture Series, it read, with a breakdown of the guest panelists speaking at each of the monthly talks. Marco pointed at one name in particular, Dr. Harry Hoare. Mitch’s surprised burst of laughter had heads turning their way. “Brutal,” Yano said. “I’d change my name as soon as I was legal.” “I don’t know. There’s a lot you can do with it.” Mitch lowered his voice to a husky drawl. “Hey there. I’m Harry, Harry Hoare. Do you want to Hoare your way into my pants and lick my Harry balls?” Yano and Marco cracked up. Even the guy sitting next to him tried to stifle a laugh. The girl in front of them, however, shot him a disgusted frown over her shoulder. Mitch waggled his fingers in her direction in a silent hello. She rolled her eyes and turned back around. Well shit, what did she expect out of immature, horny sophomores? “Dude,” Yano said through gasps of laughter. “You got no game.” “Please,” Mitch scoffed. He had game. His game just didn’t involve women. Not that he’d ever tell his teammates that.