Scoring Position (Hockey Ever After #2)

by Ashlyn Kane

“what brings you into the Wreck Center the day before training camp?” Nico shrugged and refocused on the bike’s readout, watching the numbers of hypothetical distance slowly climb. He did not want to have this conversation. If Yorkie already knew, then he was either there to add to the party line or offer pity. Nico didn’t know which would be worse. And if Yorkie didn’t know, then Nico sure as hell didn’t want to tell him. He was mortified enough. “Just wanted to make sure I was ready.” Yorkie chuckled. “Dude. After those videos you posted on Insta”—Nico was immediately grateful that he was already overheating and thus his blush would be undetectable—“I’m pretty sure most of the internet is aware of how ready you are for the season.” “My friend did that,” Nico mumbled, though he wasn’t sure that the truth was less humiliating. Somehow “my best friend since childhood created an Instagram account for me and enjoys posting embarrassing videos to ‘promote me’” sounded more pathetic than “I am indeed the kind of guy who thinks it’s a great idea to post my workout videos and shots of food and beaches for fans.” But Ella thought it was fun, and he knew his dad would hate it, so he gave her free rein. Entertaining her was the least he could do when she’d given him such a convenient excuse to get away from Berlin for a few weeks last spring and “accompany her” to Malta. Still, maybe he should revoke her access to that account now. She might be his sister in all but blood, but sibli...