The Heart (Ice Dragons Hockey Book 2) by RJ Scott

Author:RJ Scott [Scott, RJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Love, happy ever after, hockey, mf romance, Hockey Romance, Action, drama
Publisher: Love Lane Books Ltd
Published: 2017-03-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Alex had been expecting the knock on the door, already had the coffee on and a call in to Loki that management had shot their load and traded in Vasiliev. Thankfully, the Dragons had only given up two prospects and a third-round pick in exchange. That wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Still, a team couldn’t grow if the guys coming up from the draft and the minors were taken away from the team. There was an actual freaking point to keeping draft picks, getting in the raw talent to expand the pool of skaters that the team could develop.

Loki wasn’t surprised at what had happened, any more than Alex was.

“At least we didn’t lose anyone who can make an immediate difference,” Loki summarized. “And our wing does need some shoring up.”

“Don’t think for one minute I don’t know that,” Alex said on a sigh.

“What did Gooly say?”

“He’s on his way over.”

“You need me there?”

Loki was the other alternate captain alongside Gooly. For all of Loki’s pranks and idiot jokes, he was a solid team man and a leader in the room. As was Gooly—minus the pranks and jokes, of course, and with less English.

Alex considered the offer. Did he want Loki there, so the three of them could get their heads around what had happened? Would that freak Gooly out, like there was something way too serious going on?

“No, give me this, and we’ll catch up after.”

“You know where I am,” Loki murmured. “Good luck with the…uhm, Russian situation.”

Alex opened the door, and Gooly was standing there looking like the wind had been taken from his sails. The Russian situation had landed on Alex’s doorstep, and he could see it going sideways quick. Gooly didn’t look angry, or any of the other versions of furious and pissed that Alex had been expecting.

“I want to be traded,” Gooly announced, the icy-cold December wind blustering around him. Then he turned to leave.

Alex opened the door wider and stepped to one side. “Get in here.”

Gooly stopped, but he didn’t turn to face Alex.

“Don’t make me drag you in,” Alex warned.

Gooly huffed. “Like see you try.” His voice was thick with his accent, and if Alex didn’t know better, it sounded like Gooly was going to cry. He’d never seen Nikita Gulin cry before.

“C’mon, Gooly, it’s colder than a witch’s tit out there.”

Gooly turned to face Alex, and he looked utterly broken. He glanced back at his Jeep, which was parked at a crazy angle in the wide driveway; seemed caught in indecision.

“Seriously, Gooly, get your ass in here.”

Finally, his friend and teammate was inside, and Alex shut the door on the frosty, snowy season.

“Vodka,” Gooly said.

“I have coffee,” Alex countered. He went straight to the kitchen and poured two large mugs of caffeine. The last thing this situation needed, whatever it was between his friend and Vasiliev, was alcohol. He added the cream and sugar that Gooly loved, and realized with tightness in his chest how well he knew Nikita Gulin; better than half the team.

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