Traded (Nashville Grizzlies, #1)

by Carly Marie

“This is not perfect. First off, the man has never been linked to anyone. Ever. Ten years, and he’s been single! He came out as bisexual in solidarity with Seth and Maz last season and he still hasn’t dated. What makes you think that he’s going to change his mind for me? Hell, I’m probably not on his radar. I was—” I did some quick math, trying to remember just how old I was when Trevor had lived with us. “Twelve or thirteen when he moved out. You know a twenty-year-old who is just taking off in the NHL isn’t going to even notice a twelve-year-old kid is in the house. Hell, I don’t know that he remembers me.” Easton blew out a raspberry that made him sound like an exasperated sub, not the leather-clad Dom I knew he was when he had the chance. “But you noticed him. And he’s stuck with you all these years.” “Stop talking, Easton.” “Hell no, you need to hear me out.” He flipped onto his stomach and hovered over me, close enough that our noses nearly touched and my eyes started to cross when I tried to focus on him. “It’s like fate stepping in.” I pushed his head back as I shook mine. “No, it’s my well-intentioned dad overstepping. Besides, I’m not looking for a boyfriend.” “You’re looking for a boy. Yada yada yada. I know, I know, I know. Gah, how many times do I have to hear that?” “As many as it takes for it to sink into your thick skull.” Easton collapsed beside me, our cheeks nearly touching, and gave a dramatic huff. “I did some research on our break this afternoon. Ther...