My Hockey Bully Stepbrother
Current sports agent to half the league.
The man whose son just destroyed my life is sitting in my kitchen, smiling at me like we're about to become family.
"Summer," Mom says, her voice full of pride and happiness that makes me want to scream. "This is Richard. Richard, this is my daughter."
He stands, extending his hand. He's tall, Crew got his height from somewhere, and handsome in that distinguished older man way. His smile is warm and genuine.
I stare at his hand and think about his son's hand around my throat.