Crossing Lines: A Coach Player Hockey MM Romance (Desert Ice Hockey Book 2) by Christie Gordon

Author:Christie Gordon [Gordon, Christie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-03T00:00:00+00:00

After driving around my garage, looking for Owen, I parked and made my way to my apartment. Thank fuck the guy wasn’t around. The parkade creeped me out now.

I stepped inside and dropped my laptop bag next to the kitchen island, then snuck my phone out of my pocket and sat in the corner of my sofa. I hadn’t spoken to Mom in a few weeks and should call her. Besides, I had some time to kill before Jonah showed up. I tapped on my phone to ring her and set it on speaker.

“Hello, Ryan. Nice to hear from you.” Her voice was cheery.

“Hey, Mom.” I smiled at the phone. It was always great to hear her voice. “How are things?”

“Eh, they’re pretty much the same. Some raccoons got into my garbage again last night and spread it all over the road.” She chuckled. “How’s the new job?”

“Mom, I told you to take the cans out in the morning.” I rubbed my eyes as a grin broke out over my face. She never listened.

“I didn’t want to forget.” She huffed. “And you never answered my question. Everything going okay?”

“Yes, it’s fine.” The image of Jonah popped into my head. Should I tell her about him? Why not. “I met someone.” I bent forward, propping my elbows on my knees. Hopefully, I’d be formally introducing them this summer. Jesus, was I really going there? Yes, I was.

“You did? Tell me more,” she said.

I drew a deep inhale. “Well, his name is Jonah, and he’s a player on my team, but⁠—”

“A player? Is that allowed?”

Furrowing my brows, I said, “It’s complicated, so we’re keeping it under wraps for now. I’m technically not his coach. He’s a forward and⁠—”

“Ryan, don’t get yourself in trouble.” She tsked. “You just got this job.”

“Yeah, I know, but it’s only for another six weeks. Or, eight weeks tops if we make it to the championship.” I rubbed my palm down the leg of my joggers. Shit, this wasn’t going as well as I’d thought. Maybe I should have waited to tell her.

“Okay, I suppose you know what you’re doing.” She puffed out a breath. “So, tell me about him. Where is he from?”

“He’s from Minnesota, the Twin Cities area.” I hadn’t been able to tell anyone about Jonah, and nothing had happened between us yet when I’d spoken to Laurent about him.

“Okay, what are his prospects?” she asked.

My mom knew hockey… “Good, in fact, he’s being scouted by the Maple Leafs.” Who were, of course, Mom’s favorite team. I lifted my chin.

“Oh, really now. He must be good. What position does he play?”

“He’s a left winger.” It was time to talk him up. A grin curled my lips. “He scored two goals in our games against RMU last weekend, both on the same night.”

“My that’s impressive,” she said. “What’s he like off the ice?”

“He’s uh…” How to describe Jonah? My heart warmed. “He’s persistent and protective and humble. He also has a tight-knit group of friends he seems very loyal to.

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