She just jilted my teammate at the altar and I helped her escape. We don't get along, but Iāll keep her safe ⦠and pray she never learns how I really feel about her.
This guy has always hated me for reasons I canāt fathom. Half the time he looks right through me, like Iām no better than the ice shavings on his skate blades. The other half? That brooding green gaze strips me bare and sees right into my soul.
Neither option is good for me, so I really shouldnāt want his help ⦠should I?
Hatch
The bride hit me like a ton of bricks.
The last thing I expected was for my teammateās bride to ask for my help in fleeing her wedding. Make that the second lastāeven more unexpected is that I said āyes.ā Before I know it, Iāve driven her to my familyās vacation home because Iām a nice guy and she needs to catch her breath.
Only now, I canāt breathe around her.
Summer Landry and I have never hit it off, so why the hell am I going along with this madness? Every stolen glance and accidental touch tell me sheās off-limits, while each torturous second with her in our lakeside hideaway has me questioning everything I thought I knew about who she is and what sheās hiding.
No one can know what I didānot my teammate, not my family, not the mediaāor all hell will break loose. Most of all, Summer can never know why I dislike her so much.
She just jilted my teammate at the altar and I helped her escape. We don't get along, but Iāll keep her safe ⦠and pray she never learns how I really feel about her.
This guy has always hated me for reasons I canāt fathom. Half the time he looks right through me, like Iām no better than the ice shavings on his skate blades. The other half? That brooding green gaze strips me bare and sees right into my soul.
Neither option is good for me, so I really shouldnāt want his help ⦠should I?
Hatch
The bride hit me like a ton of bricks.
The last thing I expected was for my teammateās bride to ask for my help in fleeing her wedding. Make that the second lastāeven more unexpected is that I said āyes.ā Before I know it, Iāve driven her to my familyās vacation home because Iām a nice guy and she needs to catch her breath.
Only now, I canāt breathe around her.
Summer Landry and I have never hit it off, so why the hell am I going along with this madness? Every stolen glance and accidental touch tell me sheās off-limits, while each torturous second with her in our lakeside hideaway has me questioning everything I thought I knew about who she is and what sheās hiding.
No one can know what I didānot my teammate, not my family, not the mediaāor all hell will break loose. Most of all, Summer can never know why I dislike her so much.