From the Author
From the Back Cover
"I... They..." She spun to face me with a frown.
"What?" I leaned forward.
"They seem really hyper." She pointed at the players in blue.
My gut sank as I recognized that look on her face. I tried to ignore it and shrugged. "Yeah, they're probably really pumped for the game."
"Yeah, I guess." Her eyes grew tight at the corners.
Oh no. What was she seeing?
"But, Eric, they look really pumped. They're all twitchy. Look at their eyes and they're dripping with sweat. The game hasn't even started yet."
I glanced back at the court and frowned. "What are you talking about? They aren't sweaty yet. They look completely normal to me."
Caity's blue eyes grew wide and she slowly turned back to the court. My stomach twisted into a tight knot, which I chose to ignore. I didn't want her seeing anything...not when it came to Connor. If she'd been pointing at the red team, different story, but I wanted her to leave the Bruins alone. I wanted Connor to be the awesome guy I grew up loving. I didn't want him to have any skeletons in his closet.