Before We Came (Lakes Hockey, #1)

by Sloane St. James

“Pretty good, Gray. Pretty good.” “Gray?” “Eyes.” I point to my eyes, then to hers. “You have pretty eyes.”

I like this one. “Clever girl.”

I decided to marry Bridget when I was eight. I don’t need to think anymore.

He clears his throat. “Can I give you your last too?”

Choose wisely, he mouths.

“Gross, this one’s frozen yogurt. Let me try yours.” I look down at the ornate glass dish. Mint chocolate chip.