Pucking the Captain
"But I’ve been coaching hockey for thirty years, Jules. I’ve seen captains defend their rookies.
I’ve seen guys fight for their teammates. But I have never, in my entire life, seen a man look at another man the way Mercer looked at you when Silas hit you. That wasn't just team loyalty."
He took a slow step around the desk, his gaze piercing right through me, and my breath completely hitched in my throat.
"So I’m going to ask you one time, and you better not lie to me," he whispered, the silence in the room deafening. "What the hell is going on between you and my captain?"