Bromantic Puckboy (Puckboys Book 6) by Eden Finley & Saxon James

Author:Eden Finley & Saxon James [Finley, Eden & James, Saxon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sadenverse Books
Published: 2024-04-18T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

MILES

The Kiki brothers are pains in my pads. The second-ever game I was called up for last year, I was overconfident from my amazing NHL debut.

Those assholes caught me unaware and handed me my ass. I’d never been so embarrassed walking off the ice.

This time though, I’m walking off the ice happy.

Which is ridiculous because I’m pissed at the loss, annoyed we couldn’t put a single point on the board and Colorado got four of them past me. The difference between last year and tonight, though, is that I know the rest of my team sucked as much as I did.

We reach the locker room, where I dodge reporters to cool down and shower. I drag the process out, wanting to be ready right as we’re grabbing our gear and heading out to the bus. Jorgensen tries to motivate us a couple of times, then stops trying, and the rest of the team are kinda bleh.

Especially Bilson.

That major penalty was … something.

Hot. It was hot, Miles.

I’d barely worked out what had happened when Bilson shot past and took Easton out. My heart had jumped into my damn throat for a second after that hit, and then the adrenaline, the pressure of the game, and Bilson’s raw anger and strength were all too much for me to process.

It’s no wonder I let Easton’s easy goal past me. Being distracted on the ice is a no go, but being distracted by a misbehaving dick makes things impossible.

So yeah.

That last goal was all on me. The others were because my teammates had an off night. They’ve forgiven me plenty, so I’m happy to give them this one.

On the bus, I take my usual seat next to Bilson, but we don’t talk. Something’s up with him, but I’m scared that if I open my mouth, “I’m horny” will fall out, and my whole team doesn’t need to know.

Just Bilson.

“Anyone heading out?” Stoll asks, almost like an afterthought.

A few guys murmur about an early night, and some others mention the hotel bar.

Bilson sighs. “I’m good for one or two.”

My hand comes down on his thigh. “Dude, you got a major penalty tonight. Don’t you think you should sleep it off?” My fingers dig into his muscle in warning.

“Ah, yeah. You’re right. Penalty. Very bad.”

Finch snickers. “You really are married. Listen to Rookie, the old ball and chain.”

“If I’m anything as hot as your wife, Finch, I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Fuck off, Rook.”

I lean forward and thump him in the arm. “Don’t call me Rook.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

He turns around, confusion rightfully marring his face. “But you’re our rookie.”

“Call me rookie, then. Or Olsen. Or shithead, I don’t care. Just don’t call me Rook.”

I’m sure half the bus has thought I’ve lost my mind, while the other half already assumed.

“Too easy, shithead.”

“That’s better.”

Bilson is shaking with silent laughter beside me. “Weirdo.”

I check the guys across from us aren’t watching and blow him a kiss.

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