The Penalty Box (Vancouver Wolves Hockey, #3)

by Odette Stone

She bent over her folder and wrote something down. “Yes, but we need to find someone like you.” “Like me? What does that mean?” “You’re the opposite of a WAG and a puck bunny.” “You mean, my life’s focus isn’t to hunt down a professional athlete so he can provide for me?” “Isn’t that what I just said?”

I glanced at Mica, who had an indulgent smile on his face. “Do you mind?” “My mother has practically moved in and I accidentally invited twenty-five people over for Christmas dinner. You will have to do worse than that to make me mind.”

“I was a shit mother, but believe it or not, I’d do anything for my son.”