Jan 12, 2025
Hardest Hit from Feather’s Kiss
“Chimney says that Eddie’s been moping,” Maddie said airly as she fixed herself some breakfast.
He vaguely remembered a Chimney on the roster when Buck had maybe googled Eddie’s name after he couldn’t sleep. If it was because he couldn’t stop thinking about the way Eddie’s hands curved over the slope of his waist, then that was between him and his search engine.
“Since when have you been talking to a hockey goalie?”
“Since you and the hockey power forward went and drunkenly made out on the dance floor,” Maddie said as she settled a plate of breakfast in front of him. “Eat.”
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