Against All Odds: A College Hockey Romance (Holt Hockey Book 2) by C.W. Farnsworth

Author:C.W. Farnsworth [Farnsworth, C.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.W. Farnsworth LLC
Published: 2024-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

AIDAN

Hunter is waiting by the front door when I walk downstairs, his hockey bag slung over one shoulder and a knit hat pulled down low over his ears.

“Where’s Hart?” I ask. The plan was for the three of us to carpool together.

He raises one eyebrow. “Where do you think? Harlow’s.”

“Jesus. Guy deserves a getting laid trophy.” I grab my Holt Hockey jacket from the kitchen, pull it on, then follow Hunter outside.

“Maybe you should offer him the one on your shelf,” he suggests.

I flip him off. Then say, “I don’t have that much sex,” for some unknown reason.

Morgan snorts as we climb into my truck. “Words I never thought I’d hear you say.”

“And so what if I do? I’m single.”

“Phillips, you’re having this conversation with yourself. I don’t need or want to discuss your sex life.”

I back out of the driveway, then start driving toward the rink.

Our first playoff game is tonight. It’s away, but not far. Only about an hour’s drive.

And one we’ll likely win.

But if we don’t…it’s all over.

“Been meaning to ask, how was your weekend?” Hunter asks.

We’ve both been crazy busy this week, and Conor has been totally absent. Since the start of the semester, we haven’t hung out, just the three of us, once. And I’ve barely seen either of my best friends since returning from LA on Sunday.

I shrug. “Wasn’t great. Whatever.”

I know Conor has a complicated relationship with his dad. A close one with his mom.

Hunter is more of a mystery. His dad came for the winter sports banquet a few weeks ago, but Hunter has never mentioned his mom, so I have no clue what the story is there.

“Was quiet around here without you,” he tells me.

I grin. “Aw. Did you miss me, Morgan?”

“No. It was peaceful.”

I roll my eyes. Drive another block. We’re almost to the rink.

“Have you ever had a weird end to a hookup?” I blurt.

If I don’t discuss this with someone, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.

And probably play like crap tonight.

My gaze remains on the road, but I can feel Morgan looking at me.

“What do you mean by weird?”

“Like…she just took off. At the end.”

“You’re asking me for girl advice?”

“Forget it,” I mutter. I should have known he’d make a thing about it.

Before he got with Harlow, Conor was usually with a different girl at every party. Hunter’s more discreet than either of us. He prefers to pass out his disgusting Jell-O shots than flirt with anyone. I’ve seen him make out with chicks, but they’ve been rare occurrences. He mostly focuses on school and hockey and considers having more than one drink a wild night out.

“Maybe you were off your game,” he suggests.

I snort. “That doesn’t happen. Besides, she was blowing me.”

“Did you come?”

I side-eye him. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“You asked for my advice, Phillips. I’m trying to gather information about what happened so I can give you some.”

I sigh. “Yes, I came.”

“Did you thank her?” Hunter asks.

“Thank her? I swear, if you suggest sending her a card or something…”

He snorts a laugh.

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