The Veteran: Single Dad Grumpy Sunshine Hockey Romance (Dalvegan Dragons Book 2) by Xavier Neal

Author:Xavier Neal [Neal, Xavier]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Igor

There are mostly cons to having your, can’t keep his jock strapped down, alternate captain staying in the room directly across the hall from you.

The biggest?

Hearing his ass stumble back to the hotel with whatever puck bunny – or bunnies – that wanna touch his stick for the night.

The second?

Hearing the aforementioned rockets leave on begging requests that he texts them again in the future.

And the third?

Having to deal with him doing his best to convince me postgame to join him on his Fifty Shades of Snow bullshit.

I’m not interested in fucking one offs.

That’s what got my ass in trouble in the first place.

And I’m damn sure not interested in fucking them now that Santa gave me a wet dream snipe to meet under the mistletoe every fucking night as an early Christmas present.

Pretty sure pretending she was my daughter’s nanny should’ve landed me permanently on the naughty list, but what can I say?

Christmas miracles really do happen.

Even before it’s officially December.

“You sure you don’t wanna hit the pubs with me and the boys?” Snowman pulls his hotel keycard out of his pocket. “There is no better way to celly a dub in Canada than with poutine and pussy especially when you’re a free agent, bud.”

My head tilts an inch to one side. “Becks?”

“You know I’m quoting Becks! Canada’s his hometown!”

“Country.”

“He knows all the best spots for both. No cap.”

Part of me wants to point out to the ken doll I’m currently staring at that Canada is a very huge country – like his own of Doctenn – as well as the fact that Jonathan “Becks” Beckerman is actually from somewhere like two thousand miles away, but the other part? The part that simply wants to get a shower and a glimpse of the snipe he gets to call all his? That part says it’s best to not waste my breath correcting his mistakes out of the rink.

In it is enough.

“We fly out early, aye?” Adjusting the strap on my shoulder precedes a hard scowl. “Keep that shit in mind. If I have to hunt anyone’s ass down to be on that plane, you and them are gonna be doing speed drills until you’re pullin’ off your own buckets to puke in.”

“You’re such a fucking beauty, Eeyore.” The corner of his lips kick upward. “We should start calling you Igor Allan Poe, aye?”

“Your chirp game always confuses and frightens me.”

“Then I am doing my job.”

The tilting of my head pulls an open mouth laugh out of him to which I simply shake off.

Nope.

Best not to engage with a hungry, horny, hopped up on a dub Snowman.

Nothing good ever comes of it.

“Take The Rookie with you.” I tap my card to grant myself entry to my room. “For the assist.”

“You want me to corrupt him?”

“No, I know he’ll make sure your asses are all back at a reasonable hour. The only thing the dude is more loyal to than what’s best for this team is his fuckin’ Slayer.”

“Bro, have you fucking seen her?!” He touches his key to his own reader.

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