Kicking it with the winger: Sports Collection (Fox Academy Book 1) by TL Hamilton

Author:TL Hamilton [Hamilton, TL]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fluffy Fox Publishing
Published: 2023-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

Mia

This was the first night in a week I hadn’t seen Oscar, and I found his absence made me edgy. The hockey team had left early in the morning for a five-hour road trip to play against the Wolves on their home turf. I hadn’t followed hockey until I started hanging out with Oscar, but just a little research had left me scared for him. This team was known for playing dirty and more than once, opposing teams had been injured in fan riots after their team lost a game. I’d made Oscar swear he’d be safe before he left and, from what I’d seen of the game, he’d been true to his word. The temper I’d seen barely contained in the last game was completely gone. The camera had even caught a closeup of him laughing with an opposing player. I glanced down at my phone where I’d snapped a photo of the closeup, his head thrown back, mouthguard visible beneath his helmet. His eyes sparkled with the kind of mirth I was coming to expect from him. Despite his nickname, Oscar was intelligent and self-aware. He made people feel like they mattered and everything was right with the world as long as he was smiling. Catching the train of my thoughts, I dropped my phone on my bed as though it could burn me.

Violet was out studying again, and the silence of the room felt almost suffocating. It was my night to dance at Madame Cognac’s burlesque, but I’d called and begged off. The idea of dancing while I felt so raw was not something I wanted anyone to see.

Maybe one person, a voice whispered in the back of my head. Shoving a cookie in my mouth to quiet it, I flopped back on my bed and retrieved my cell, my attention drawn back to Oscar’s smiling face.

Vibrations shook my hand a moment later and a glance at the top of my screen showed Oscar was requesting a video call. Despite wearing nothing but an old shirt, I accepted the call and laid back as his smiling face filled the screen.

“Hey there, Balloon Girl. I wasn’t sure if I’d get you or not.”

“Yeah, I took the night off. Had some unmissable TV to watch.”

He straightened against what looked like a wooden bedhead. “You watched the game?”

I nodded, rolling to my stomach to give my arm a rest.

“I did, but considering how close you came to getting your throat cut by that skate, I almost wish I didn’t.”

He chuckled, running a hand over his stubbled jaw and down his intact throat. It had been a terrifying moment. He’d passed the puck off as he slid headfirst into the boards, while a Wolves player had barely stopped his skates in time. Oscar’s face had been covered in ice shavings when he found his feet, but he’d just taken a moment to remove his helmet and wipe his face, then got back to it like he hadn’t almost died on national TV.

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