![]() ![]() Probably some snot smeared around, too, let’s be real. ![]() Sound about right?“Īs I write this review I have tears drying on my face and a twisted stomach left over from crying as long as I did. Old sulky dude obsessed with a teenager and being angsty about it. “ You remind me of that guy from Twilight.“ Mike can’t help but want to shake some of that innocence out of him, knows he’s awful because all he wants to do is get Fitzgerald on a bed and make him fucking cry. I probably should’ve known better considering the two GR buddies who had both recently read it, and also rated it five stars, love the stuff that hurts. ![]() ![]() The same one I had when I decided to fit in a “novella”-ish length story for the end of my night, not wanting to pick up something full length, something I thought would be happy times, or sexy uncomplicated hockey times, and, hahahahaha. But it does set up a certain expectation. Starting with that summary : short and to the point, right? Sure, but no. “ And I’m already one day away from killing you.” And I would become one if I had to deal with you all the fucking time.” Because nothing about this book was expected. What’s this, another m/m hockey romance that gets five stars from me? Am I becoming predictable? Well, no. No one grows up dreaming of being an enforcer. Genre : LGBTQIA+ sports contemporary romance He just didn’t know it’d be a mistake that would follow him for the rest of his life. Mike knew he was making a mistake when he let the rookie climb into bed with him. ![]()
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