Egotistical Puckboy (Puckboys Book 1) by Eden Finley & Saxon James

Author:Eden Finley & Saxon James [Finley, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-09T18:30:00+00:00

Seventeen

EZRA

As we board the plane in Vegas to fly to Denver, I go to take my seat when Coach’s voice fills the cabin.

“Palaszczuk, Hayes, you’re at the back with me.”

There are a few snarky comments, some jeers, and one big frown from Diedrich sent our way.

“What are we in trouble for now?” I ask when I reach his seat. “It’s been almost a week on the road, and we haven’t so much as got into a fight. Ooh, are you going to give us medals?”

Anton shoves me with a laugh.

“Sit,” Coach says and nods to the row in front of him.

Oh shit. We’re in a lot of trouble, then. Anton takes the window seat, me the aisle, leaving the middle seat as a buffer, and then we turn to Coach.

“When we get to Colorado, there’s going to be some room changes.”

“Room changes?” Anton asks.

“I’ve had the PR department, team management, and the owner chewing me out for my guys being more interested in pranks than playing hockey.”

“Come on, it’s all in good fun,” I say.

“Is it though?” Coach glares at us, and I get the impression he doesn’t want us to actually answer that. “Is it all in good fun that instead of being in the news for beating Arizona, the focus has been on our losses, and every sports reporter, fan, and even people who don’t care about hockey are out there analyzing every look you send each other on the ice. Every pass, every scowl, every smile, and every prank you post on social media. You two are under the microscope, so the GM suggested we room you together to save on hotel property damage bills. I, personally, don’t see how murdering each other will be better than pranking each other, but hey, it’s worth a try.”

I turn to Anton. “Who knew Coach had a sense of humor?”

“I’m a hoot,” Coach says dryly. “That was all. Stop with the bullshit, and focus on what’s important, okay? Focus on winning, and they won’t care what you two do on or off the ice.”

“Yes, sir,” Anton says.

Coach makes a swirling motion with his finger. “You can turn around now.”

Anton and I try not to laugh at each other and face the front.

We don’t talk for the entire flight. Anton shoves his pods in his ears and watches something on his phone, while I dive headfirst into all the new articles online about Anton and me.

They’re a little unnerving. Anton and I have always made waves with our known rivalry, but with the trade and rumors of us actually being friends, speculation is getting out of hand.

And when I read an article that implies there might be even more than friendship between us, my gut sinks.

West used to have these kinds of rumors swirling around about him all the time, and he didn’t care, but he was ready to come out if he needed to. He didn’t want to make a big song and dance about it, but he was fine if people knew.

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