Tuesday, March 8, 2016


Can your favorite hockey players finish their first season together undefeated?

Five months in, NHL forward Ryan Wesley is having a record-breaking rookie season. He's living his dream of playing pro hockey and coming home every night to the man he loves–Jamie Canning, his longtime best friend turned boyfriend. There's just one problem: the most important relationship of his life is one he needs to keep hidden, or else face a media storm that will eclipse his success on the ice.

Jamie loves Wes. He really, truly does. But hiding sucks. It's not the life Jamie envisioned for himself, and the strain of keeping their secret is taking its toll. It doesn't help that his new job isn't going as smoothly as he'd hoped, but he knows he can power through it as long as he has Wes. At least apartment 10B is their retreat, where they can always be themselves.

Or can they? When Wes's nosiest teammate moves in upstairs, the threads of their carefully woven lie begin to unravel. With the outside world determined to take its best shot at them, can Wes and Jamie develop major-league relationship skills on the fly?

Warning: contains sexual situations, a vibrating chair, long-distance sexytimes, and proof that hockey players look hot in any shade of green.


At long last, I’m twenty paces away, then ten. Then I’m opening our door. “Hey babe!” I call out like I always do. “I made it.” I drag my duffel over the threshold, then toss my suit coat on top, abandoning these things beside the door, because all I need now is a kiss.
Only then do I notice that our apartment smells amazing. Jamie has cooked dinner for me. Again. He is the perfect man, I swear to God.
“Hey!” he calls, emerging from the hallway leading to our bedroom. He’s wearing jeans and nothing else except—and this is unusual—a beard. “Do I know you?” He gives me a sexy smile.
“I was going to ask the same thing.” I’m staring at the sandy-blond beard. Jamie has always been clean-shaven. I mean—we’ve known each other since before facial hair. He looks different. Older, maybe.
And hot as blazes. Seriously, I can’t wait to feel that beard against my face, and maybe my balls… Jesus. The blood is already rushing south, and I’ve been home fifteen seconds.
And yet I’m just stuck there in the middle of the room for a moment, because even though it’s been eight months since Jamie and I started up together, I’m still a little stunned at my own good fortune. “Hi,” I say again, stupidly.
He walks forward, his easy gait so familiar that my heart breaks a little bit. He puts his hands on my traps and squeezes the muscle there. “Don’t go away for so long. If you do that again, I’m going to have to sneak into your hotel room on the road.”
“Promise?” I ask, and it comes out like gravel. He’s close enough now that I can smell the ocean scent of his shampoo and the beer he drank while he waited for me.
“If I ever get a winning lottery ticket and a day off, I’ll do it,” he says. “Hotel sex after a game? Sounds hot.”
Now I’m measuring the distance to our sofa and counting the layers of clothes I’ll need to remove in the next ninety seconds.

I think I'm seeing a theme here. It seems each book ends with something sentimental. Whether it be coffee mugs or the little "prank" the team pulls. Showing an ever expanding support and unity from first the family to the extended family and team.

Going into this book I was nervous as all get. I just really felt like the other shoe was going to drop. Wes and Jamie decided to keep their relationship under wraps until his rookie year was over and he really had a foot in the hockey door. They were heavy in the pictures and sexting and I'm like "ooooh Gods, they're going to get busted!!" I was literally biting my nails.

It gets a little harder for them when they keep getting interrupted by their new neighbor and Wes's teammate, Blake. Let's talk about Blake for a second. He's just one of those guys that you want to be annoyed by but he's too endearing and bear-like that you can't help but love his goofy self.

Ente the frustration and struggle. Wes and Jamie absolutely broke my heart and I shed quite a few tears for them. It hurt me that they were hurting. Isn't that odd?? To hurt for fictional characters? Nope! Because they're so well written that it feels like they've come to life.

Of course they "work it out" as much as they can and we're left with some pretty sweet feels. I'm sooooo excited for what's up next for the boys, and even Blake, cuz I think he's getting some more story in the next!!

All in all, this book was one helluva roller coaster ride of emotions for me and I was rooting for them all the way!! I can't wait for more. I give this book 4.65 gingham shirts!


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