My Hockey Alpha
They all looked young, younger than Enzo and I, but their eyes were full of spirit.
“Enzo!” Tim, the recruiter who had hired Enzo, called out as we approached. His eyes then slid over to me, and a grin spread across his face. “And you must be Nina.”
I nodded. “Nice to meet you.”
“Everyone, this is Nina, my better half,” Enzo announced, placing a hand on my shoulder.
Choruses of greetings filled the room. One by one, I was introduced to the players, each name a blur as I did my best to keep up.