On the Ice (Stick Side, #1)

by Amy Aislin

It might only be 6:37 in the morning, but his roommate and best friend, Cody, was already mid-yoga routine in the living room attached to the kitchen in the townhouse they shared off-campus when Mitch dragged his feet downstairs. The lamplight reflected off the sun catcher in the window, casting multicolored hues against the walls. Cody was just about the most beautiful person Mitch had ever seen. It had nothing to do with his tall and lithe frame, flawless fair skin, wispy dark blond hair, pale blue eyes, or perfect Cupid’s bow lips, and everything to do with the fact that Cody had had his back since they met in first grade on their elementary school playground in the Hamptons. Mitch trusted him more than just about anybody on the planet, except for his dad. Once upon a time, he’d also trusted his brother the same way, but five years ago Dan had cut Mitch out of his life for reasons Mitch still didn’t understand. Cody had stuck by him while Mitch cried on his shoulder and hypothesized about what he possibly could’ve done wrong that was so bad it had made his older brother hate him. Mitch and Cody had been joined at the hip since they were six years old, so Cody had felt just as betrayed by Dan’s one-eighty as Mitch had. Mitch knew Cody better than anyone, just like Cody knew every part of Mitch, even the parts Mitch wished no one knew. Like all the crap that had gone down with his mother.