Parental Guidance (A Hot Hockey Romantic Comedy) by Avery Flynn

Author:Avery Flynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Women's Humorous Fiction; Humorous Literary Fiction; Contemporary Romance Fiction; Contemporary Women's Fiction; Contemporary American Fiction; American Humorous Fiction; Classic Fiction Anthologies & Collections; Romantic Comedy; Opposites Attract; Hockey Romance; Hockey Player; Avery Flynn; The Negotiator; Tomboy; The Hartigans; Harbor City; RomCom; Funny Romance; Humorous; Mix-Up; Blind Date; Dating App; Redhead; Best Friends; Contemporary; Single Women; Single-Title Romance; Entangled; Amara; Famous Hero; Everyday girl; Girl Next Door
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Per Coach Peppers’s theory that early-morning activities equaled team cohesion, Caleb was in a suit getting half choked by a tie, walking across the tarmac to the team jet at six in the morning. As a solid member of team Sleep In, his eyes were barely open as he climbed the steps. Because he’d hardly slept at all thanks to a continual fantasy reel involving Zara Ambrose in all of her naked glory, he was a walking zombie. He sat down in the first empty window seat and yawned big enough that his jaw popped.

“Good morning, sunshine,” Phillips said, plopping down next to him. “Out late with your date? Will there be another video soon?”

At the mere mention of the word “video,” Christensen’s and Petrov’s heads popped up above the seats in the row in front of them like meerkats on one of those nature shows his mom liked to watch.

“Is she ready to dump your ass yet?” Christensen asked. “Because I would totally tap that. Forget a defenseman—she needs a forward with some skill and finesse.”

“Nah, a center is more her speed,” Petrov said. “I have the flexibility to go wherever she needs.”

The two knuckleheads jabbered between themselves, each stating his case as that all-too-familiar unease had Caleb’s every nerve flinching. There wasn’t a spotlight and he wasn’t standing in front of a class full of people—hell, he knew damn well they were just busting his chops—but still, the urge to play along to sink into the familiarity of the group was there. He could stay silent like he had in the Uber. Zara might never find out, but he would know, and he wasn’t going down that road again. He let out a breath and took the metaphorical puck down the ice.

“You two are idiots,” he said, giving them the glare they deserved. “Stop talking like a pair of privileged assholes—better yet, stop thinking like a pair of privileged assholes.”

If they were offended, they didn’t show it. Instead, they both stared at him, shit-eating, we-got-you grins on their faces.

“I think he likes her,” Petrov said.

“Definitely.” Christensen nodded. “Our little boy is falling in love.”

Caleb flipped off the other men. “Is that what that was, just a way to rile me up?”

“Pretty much,” Petrov said. “Thanks for falling for it.”

Then he sat down, Christensen following suit.

Keeping his mouth shut, Caleb took a deep breath in through his nose, filling his lungs until they were just about to burst and letting it out slow and steady. The jangle of his nerves was more of a hum than a loud clanging, and the tightness in his lower back that always weaved its way up his spine didn’t appear. Mild annoyance instead of gut-churning anxiety that made the back of his throat burn with bile.

“Don’t let them get to you,” Phillips said as he took his earbuds out of the case that looked like a floss container. “They’re just giving you a hard time because neither of them can keep a girl for longer than two dates.

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