The Boyfriend Goal (Love and Hockey #1) by Lauren Blakely

The Boyfriend Goal (Love and Hockey #1) by Lauren Blakely

Author:Lauren Blakely [Blakely, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781964048079
Google: 5QPS0AEACAAJ
Amazon: B0D1J5KSFS
Goodreads: 211191068
Publisher: Lauren Blakely Books
Published: 2024-08-20T23:00:00+00:00


Somehow, it’s not awkward as we finish baking the cinnamon treats, stopping a couple times to take pictures like we did outside the theater. It’s almost like we slide right back into the friendship zone—the one we’ve been living in for the last month or so. The roomie rule, so to speak. “A record of the list,” she says as she snaps each pic. “And I like records of things.”

“Such a librarian,” I tease.

“You can take the girl out of the library. You can’t take the library out of the girl.”

While the goodies are baking, she reads the promo material in the kitchen as I finish packing my bag. When I return to the kitchen, I lift my nose and inhale the sweet, doughy scent. It almost smells as good as her.

“You’re like a dog,” she says with fondness. “And I mean that with great affection.”

“I like dogs,” I say. “So I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“I keep meaning to ask about the dog tattoo on your wrist.”

I look down at it, running a finger along the inked silhouette. “I always wanted to adopt one. My dad said it would never fit my lifestyle as a hockey player.”

She frowns. “That sucks. But I kind of get it.”

“Yeah, me too,” I say. “Guess I showed him. I got a permanent one.”

She laughs. “You sure did.” She offers me a baked good, then recaps the important parts of the promo with the Las Vegas team, the Sabers. The first game we’re playing on this road trip is against them, and we’re taking part in the team’s recycling initiative. As I take a bite of the cinnamon sugar puff pastry, she reviews the details Everly sent over on the recycling bins the Sea Dogs and the Sabers are delivering together tomorrow morning around town.

“This is good,” I say, with a foodgasm-esque moan after a bite.

“The pastry?” she asks, lifting her phone to take another picture.

“Yeah, but also you reviewing the details.” My brain appreciates hers so much.

She lowers her phone and sets it down with a pleased smile. “Good. Also, it’s cool that you’re doing this—the team and you. We have some green-centric initiatives coming up at the library. Makes me think of another item on the list.”

“Volunteer. Number six,” I say, skipping over number five, since she’s brought up the subject of number six.

“We’ll have to figure out what that would be. You sure you’re up for it? It’s probably not just a one-time thing.”

That’s one of the many things I like about challenge number six. “Yeah, I am,” I say, but we shouldn’t linger on all those things right now with the clock ticking closer to my flight. I nod toward her room, where she keeps the folded sheet of paper. “We need to cross off eat dessert for breakfast though.”

“We do. We’re forty percent of the way through,” she calls out as she hustles to her room.

“You can math,” I say dryly.

But not only is she right, that benchmark also



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