Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star
My chest tightened, a familiar, suffocating weight pressing down on my lungs.
He claimed he was only touching her to keep his father’s legal wolves at bay. He claimed it sickened him. But how much of that was the truth, and how much of it was a calculated play to keep me on his hook? He was a Callahan, after all. They didn't lose. They didn't let go of their toys.
"You're going to burn a hole through that screen, Stark."
I jumped, my head snapping up.
Coach Vance stood by the table, holding a cardboard tray of take-out containers. He looked exhausted, the deep lines around his scarred jaw more pronounced under the diner’s harsh fluorescent lights. He slid into the booth across from me,