Body Check (Blades Hockey, #4)

by Maria Luis

I clap my hand down on Cain’s shoulder and offer him a blasé grin. “Got it. No more trying out for The Walking Dead. That I can handle.” His blond brows knit together. “And eye on the prize, right? No fucking around with Holly when the two of you are finally getting your shit together and acting like normal, non-lovesick people.” “Oh yeah.” Lie, lie, and lie some more—pretty sure I picked that up from a former teammate. “We lost our heads. Sometimes shit happens, y’know? Anyway, it won’t be happenin’ again. My dick can promise that.” Cain’s expression relaxes. “Your dick’s making promises now? Should I ask it—” “No.” “But the Beast has got to have a say in—” I give his shoulder a shove. “My dick would like to be left out of this narrative, thanks.” The door to my right opens and Beaumont’s head pops out. “What’s this about Cap’s dick?”