Change on the Fly: A Single Dad Hockey Romance by Maren Moore

Author:Maren Moore [Moore, Maren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

We beat Vancouver three to one, and fuck, it feels good. There's nothing like performing your best and the entire damn world seeing it. And now I feel on top of the damn world.

Coach Rick is requiring me and Briggs to do some post-game interviews tonight, when all I want to do is get to Evan and Holland, but I know as soon as I get it done then I'm home free for the next two days.

I'm nursing my bottle of Gatorade as the reporters sit across from me. "So Reed, how are you feeling after that win?"

I plaster on my most charming smile before answering, "On top of the damn world."

Another round of cameras flash before a young girl in the back speaks. "Mr. Davidson, you've had one of the best years so far, stats wise, that you’ve ever had for the Avalanche. Anyone special you owe your success to?"

The question catches me off guard, but I quickly recover. "Maybe someone special." Followed by a wink.

Coach steps in. "That's enough for tonight. Thanks, everyone." He ushers Briggs and me from the chairs toward the side of the press room.

“Damn vultures, I swear. Good job tonight, Davidson, Wilson. Get some rest, I’ll see you in a few days.”

Briggs nods, and we walk over to where Asher, Graham, and Hudson are standing. Much like me, they’re amped up from tonight’s win.

“So, we heading out tonight? I need some bunny love,” Graham says. He’s eye-fucking a brunette from across the room, and I can tell he’s out in full force tonight.

“When do you not?” Asher grins.

“Tell me about it,” Briggs mutters.

Graham Adams is the rookie. The new kid, the fresh meat. Which means he’s the one that we give all the shit to, and the one most likely to get a medal for fucking the most puck bunnies in a year. The kid has a thing with the ladies that half of us wish we had, but honestly, he’s insane with a stick and a puck. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone skate as fast or as fluidly as he does. The only thing he doesn’t have going for him? His mouth.

“Look, I can’t help it if you’re suffering from fucking your fist because you can’t find a girl to fuck you, kinda problems. I’m good in that department.”

"Adams, if you keep talking, I’m going to break your legs off and beat you with them.”

I laugh. “I’m staying in tonight, gotta check on Evan.” He and Holland remained at the hotel, since it was a later than normal game, and damn, I’m ready to be there with them.

“Don’t you have a babysitter for that?” Hudson asks with his eyes glued to his phone. Asher elbows him for being a dick.

“First of all, she’s not a babysitter, she’s a family friend. Second, I don’t expect her to keep Evan while I’m out partying.”

Briggs nods. “Don’t worry, I’ll drink enough for the both of us.”

The five of us walk side by side out of the arena and to the shuttle bus that will take us back to the hotel.

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