Scoring Position (Hockey Ever After #2)

by Ashlyn Kane

Later, when Nico found himself next to him on the bench, Ryan leaned over and said, “That’ll do, pig. That’ll do.”

Nico curled toward him like a flower chasing the sun.

Nico’s mother laughed and said something in Russian. Then she poured a bunch of rum over the wine pot and lit it on fire. Nico’s mom was metal as fuck.

He’d spent too much of his life coasting by, thinking that was better than expending a lot of effort trying to get what he wanted, only to fall short.

don’t exactly have moves, but I’ve got a great middle-school-dance sway. Wanna hit the floor?”