Foolish Puckboy (Puckboys, #4)

by Eden Finley

Okay, I really don’t know how to take Asher.

Really only one man and 5 teenagers in the whole world do

Asher, led by Quinn because he said he’d rather take a bath in acid than let Ezra touch him—apparently,

😆

I turn to Quinn. “Is he always so violent?” “He’s a teddy bear underneath it all,” Ezra says. “I saw it. Once. Of course, the next morning, he turned into an actual bear. Grizzly kind, not the sexy kind.” “What is our second rule?” Asher asks Ezra. “Uh, don’t mention that night ever again?” “So why you doing it?”

So far this book has been so good because of the rest of the collective 😂

telling the other two guys we’re with that we’ll go in and check it out. My firemanny senses are telling me this is a no-go though.

Love the firemanny senses

“It was on the roof,” a redheaded guy shouts as Ezra lightly kicks a man lying facedown in a bikini. A thong bikini.

Anton 🤣

Aleks, now planted in his chair, turns and looks up at me with big eyes. “I’d have your babies.”

This is killing me 🤣 this is the best!

“Where is Asher?” I ask. “He got an Uber to a hotel after everyone went to bed,” Anton says. “Ezra patted his head, which apparently broke rule number one.” Ezra nods. “No touching the Little D.”

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The name Emerson stares back from the jersey.

Fun fun fun

“Are your friends’ events always this dramatic?” I ask. Gabe laughs. “Says the guy who throws parties in drag and calls the fire department for a fire that doesn’t exist.”

There was a fire ☝🏼 it just got taken care of before yall and your firemanny senses made it there

it’s the kind of life every kid deserves. One I want to be able to provide one day.

Uh oh

Cody Bilson, on my other side, says, “No message, no love. That’s my rule.” “Explains why he’s been married so many times,” Katz says. “Anytime a woman messages him, he proposes.” I snort. “Excuse me,” Bilson says. “I’ll have you know it takes at least three dates for me to propose, fuck you very much.”

Cody!! Hey babe!

“You’d make the meanest parent ever.” “I plan on it.”

Ah 😭

“You’re turning into a hockey fan.” “Never.” He points at me. “You’re converting.” “Sure, make it sound less like a cult.” I give him a dry look that only makes him laugh.

Fair 🤷🏻‍♀️ Sports get culty sometimes

Madden is probably the best option. He’s a holistic nudist jock with a big heart

Sounds amazing. Do go on

“Who’s a good Tripp Mitchell? Who’s a good Tripp Mitchell?” I coo. Dog Tripp has settled in with the team so fucking easily, and even though he can’t go on the road with us, I love home games where he gets to visit.

🧡 I had forgot about dog tripp and human Tripp!

Dex says, finally prying himself away. “Also, it’s official. From this moment forward, my husband will be referred to as Human Tripp.”

And they honest to god stick to that

By the time I’m back, Aleks is in the kitchen, and Tripp is pouring drinks by the counter. Dex is with the dog. Lying on the floor. Living his best life.

Dex 🤝🏼 all Tripps

“Cold compress, massage, and rest,” the trainer says. Little D puts a finger on his nose. “Dibs not being the one to massage Quinn’s groin.” “Ha, ha.” Quinn rolls his eyes. “Don’t worry about that,” the trainer says. “I’ve got you covered.” I swear Quinn’s face turns even redder, and after the trainer leaves us in the room, I find out why. Little D bursts out laughing. “What am I missing?” “Quinn wants to climb Vance like a tree, and now his hands are gonna be all over his body.” Quinn closes his eyes. “This is mortifying.”

😝 I just checked and his book is next! Thank goodness!

Out of nowhere, Fensby—an asshole who used to play for Vegas before he was traded—bodychecks me against the boards.

I remember this dickhead!

If he’d bothered to ask me how I felt about being blamed for his game, I would have told him I don’t care.

You were asked!

Me: Of course I am. And don’t worry, to keep up appearances I’m bringing a date. I’m hoping the kiss cam will be thrown our way x

Seriously ?

“C’mere, baby,” Madden says. His grin is enormous as he grabs the front of my Emerson jersey and tugs me closer. His lips are pursed, mouth inching slowly closer, and I know he said he’d divert and kiss my head, but before he manages to lift his chin, a thunderous bang makes us jump apart. Then I’m looking up into the murderous face of my boyfriend. He pounds the glass again, then points at Madden. “Don’t you dare!” The side of his fist hits the glass, and after a moment, he turns his stare on me. “Touch my boyfriend and see what happens!”

I mean fun. But yall already done pissed me off

but Seven isn’t the friendliest-looking guy. “I thought hockey players were big?” “Did you tell him to say that?” Aleks asks. I hold up my hands. “I didn’t, I swear.”

“Don’t get too comfortable, little hockey player,” Seven says, joining us. Aleks throws me a look. “You definitely told him to say that.” “I didn’t.” As soon as Aleks turns away, I throw Seven a wink.

“Ooh.” Ezra dramatically covers his mouth. “Your boyfriend’s friends must be tight. Even we know not to play Monopoly. That’s how friendships and relationships fall apart.”

Honestly! So true.

“You didn’t follow me in here to gloat some more, did you?” I throw our empty bottles in the trash and move to the fridge to get two more. “Nope. Just to be a very supportive friend and see how everything is with you.” I narrow my gaze. “You want details of our sex life.” “I’m so sad we’re not on the same team anymore. You really know my soul.”

😂

“I want Gabe.” “And if Gabe came with a side of child?” Ezra asks. Oskar shakes his head. “Why are you making it sound like he’s ordering off a food menu?” “Because Ezra doesn’t only suck at relationships. He also sucks at being a normal human being most days.” Anton says

💜 Ezra