As a hockey goalie, I don’t back down. When I meet my match in a figure skater, will my relentless pursuit win his heart?
Ace
Being in a dry spell sucks. Not my hockey game, my love life.
My friends decide it’s time to fix it. So they drag me out, dressed to impress.
Then I see him—exactly my type, all smoldering eyes and a slender body that’s got me forgetting how to breathe.
When our hookup leads to a connection, he gives me his number and I cant believe my luck.
Then he ghosts me. Out of nowhere. Why?
Zoma
All I wanted was a quick hookup to take the edge off. No complications, no strings.
In walks this guy. He’s massive and sweet. Plus, he’s got a way of making me feel safe. I think he could be more.
Then I find out he’s a goalie.
I’ve been down this road before, and still bear the scars. The last time I fell for a hockey player, I gave him everything and he left me shattered.
No, I’ll focus on my figure skating competitions and the kids I train. It’s easier.
But Ace keeps showing up, all broad shoulders and an infuriatingly irresistible, aw-shucks smile.
How am I supposed to guard my heart when he refuses to give up on me?
