Traded (Nashville Grizzlies, #1)

by Carly Marie

I propped myself up against a pillar to wait for Trevor’s arrival. Three minutes later, a horn alerted me to a sparkling white Denali about thirty feet away. I made my way over and glanced at the driver to make sure I recognized Trevor’s brown hair and light blue eyes. Wearing an oversized hoodie, he looked like any other person picking someone up at the airport at a ridiculously late hour. But his smile and the sparkle in his eyes was just like I remembered from when he lived with us. “Hey. Let me help you load up.” The tailgate opened at the same time as his door and he all but disappeared on the other side of the car. He had a larger-than-life presence on the ice, making it easy to forget that he was as tiny as he was. I was already putting my stuff in the back when he made his way around to help. The hoodie swallowed his top half and the sweatpants he was wearing were no better. They each had to be at least two sizes bigger than he was, but he looked like he was ready to curl up with a blanket and a story for bedtime. And I was officially going to kill Easton when I met him on ice the next time. I wasn’t going to give him a warning either. He’d planted the idea of littles in my head and now I was thinking about Trevor as a little. Easton deserved a friendly check into the boards.