On the Ice (Stick Side, #1)

by Amy Aislin

Two men carrying equipment bags exited the locker room, one a tall Asian guy and the other… The other was lean and wiry and had curly brown hair. “Here’s the little shit,” Bedley said under his breath, nodding at the guy on the left. At Mitch. Wait. Mitch Greyson, the shit with the in-your-face attitude Alex had met yesterday, was a math genius and super talented hockey player? Something wasn’t adding up. Mitch’s personality on-ice—he had great stick-handling skills, uncanny vision as to where his teammates would be and didn’t hog the puck, even though there had been a couple of instances during practice when he should’ve—didn’t mesh with his personality off-ice. Although, there were hints that Mitch was equally as smart both on and off the ice. Alex had seen them last night when Mitch had come to the lecture prepared with questions. Mitch was clearly serious about two things—school and hockey. Who the hell was this guy? Alex wasn’t in the mood to be hit on again and he briefly considered slinking away. Mitch spotted him before Alex could decide and he lost his chance to escape unseen. Mitch’s mouth kicked up into a half smile. “Greyson, Yano,” Bedley said. “Meet Alex Dean, defenseman for Tampa. He was a Mountaineer before your time.” “We’ve met,” Mitch said, smirking, mischief alight in his eyes. “Come to see me play?” Alex raised an eyebrow. Yano rolled his eyes. Bedley sighed and stepped aside. “Get out of here, Greyson.” “Yes, sir, Coach.” Mitch stepped forward into th...