"“No panties?” he croaks. “Seriously? We were walking down that aisle together and you weren’t wearing panties? Are you trying to kill me?”"
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?
Review : I loved this series it was cute and sexy Wes is starting being a hockey player as a rookie so him and Jamie have to hide there Relationship but Jamie is unhappy with it and Wes's teammate blake moves in next door I love Blake he's loud and funny . I love Wes and Jamie's relationship they love each other . Jamie loves his Job except one bigoted guy . Then Jamie gets really sick and Wes and Jamie's relationship is out and Jamie is depressed and Jamie and Wes are barley speaking and Jamie is sick of being babied and doesn't want anyone's help and he ends up going to califorina to spend time with his family and Wes is worried and he does an interview and the interviewer asks if he wants to get married and Wes said he would marry Jamie any day and Jamie goes to Wes and he proposes I'm so happy for them and they I loved these books .
Quotes : I brought you a cappuccino.” “You make it difficult to hate you,” I mumble into the pillow. “That’s what everyone says.”
I care more that they want to charge me eight hundred bucks. So I wrote an email to both travel and PR telling them to bill Blake because his fat ass broke it. And you’ll never guess what they said.” He snickers. “The clubhouse will pay for it because they don’t want the hotel to have a record of a third dude in that room. You and I are fine by the PR department. But gossip of a threesome is more than they can handle.”
One by one, even after the main courses arrive, every single player leaves the room, returning in The Shirt. I keep drinking, getting happier and sloppier with every sip of wine. They even got one for Jamie. He’s the last to leave and return wearing citrusy green and a big smile. “Now we need the picture,” he says. “I’ve asked the waiter to take it.” And that’s how Canning and I came to have a big framed photo on our living room wall featuring the entire Toronto team dressed in very loud gingham. I swear the color rendered a little bolder in print than it looks in real life, because this photo is kind of blinding. But Jamie snickers whenever I suggest that. But there we are, two dozen grins stained red from the wine, waving at the camera like idiots. Blake is in the back row, his napkin tied around his head like a bandana. I have a hand on Jamie’s shoulder right in the center of the shot.
And I look…centered. It’s not a word I’ve ever used to describe myself before. But everything I ever wanted is in that photo—the man of my dreams, and my teammates. I’ve left my smug smile behind in favor of one that’s so shiny I hardly recognize myself. But it’s me up there for sure. It’s us. And it’s perfect.
The way I feel about Ryan Wesley…it’s something I thought existed only in the movies. He’s my other half. We complement each other in more ways than I can count. When he’s in the same room, I’m focused on him, and when he’s gone I walk around missing him. There’s an old quote my mother once painted on a ceramic platter. Love is friendship set on fire. I get it now.
get the feeling that Blake Riley could carry on an entire conversation with himself.
“I miss the tongue ring,” I tell him breathlessly. He’d taken out the piercing at the start of the season. I guess the team didn’t think it was safe. “Don’t you worry,” Wes teases. “I can still rock your world without it.”
Lucky? I’m about ten seconds from committing a murder. Except I know that giant body wouldn’t fit into the hallway chute
are we talking literal place? Are you at an S&M club right now? Did you join the circus?” I roll my eyes. “Yes, Jessica, we joined the circus. Wes trains seals and I ride the bears. We bunk with the bearded lady and the guy who swallows swords.” “Is that a gay euphemism? Swallowing swords?”
“Probably shouldna opened all those drawers,” Blake carries on, rubbing his chin. “Ya can’t unsee some of those toys. But everybody has to have his own kinda fun.
“I have a sex look?” I ask instead. “Yeah. Your eyes go a little out of focus, and your tongue hangs out a little.” I snort into his armpit. “Sounds sexy.”
It’s Jamie. I’d marry him in a hot second, and I’m sure he knows it.”
We are children. Overgrown, testosterone-filled children.
“Ring,” I croak. “You…I…” My mouth is like sandpaper. “In that interview, you said you wanted…” Deep breaths. “To get married some day. And I think that’s something we should do.”
we decide we want to have kids someday, there are ways for us to do that, babe. Adoption. Surrogates.” I lightly pinch his ass. “Stop acting like you’re dooming me to a life of childless misery.”
June 14- 16
They don’t play for the same team. Or do they?
Jamie Canning has never been able to figure out how he lost his closest friend. Four years ago, his tattooed, wise-cracking, rule-breaking roommate cut him off without an explanation. So what if things got a little weird on the last night of hockey camp the summer they were eighteen? It was just a little drunken foolishness. Nobody died.
Ryan Wesley’s biggest regret is coaxing his very straight friend into a bet that pushed the boundaries of their relationship. Now, with their college teams set to face off at the national championship, he’ll finally get a chance to apologize. But all it takes is one look at his longtime crush, and the ache is stronger than ever.
Jamie has waited a long time for answers, but walks away with only more questions—
can one night of sex ruin a friendship? If not, how about six more weeks of it? When Wesley turns up to coach alongside Jamie for one more hot summer at camp, Jamie has a few things to discover about his old friend...and a big one to learn about himself.
Review : Ryan and Jamie have been friends since they were 13 but then an sexual incident caused Ryan to flee and stop talking to Jamie and years later they are both still playing hockey and they end up at the same hotel . Ryan decides he should apologize for ditching Jamie so he sends Jamie a care package kitten boxers they end up getting a drink and talking but that wasn't enough for Ryan he gets a job as coach at lake plasid where they first met and he ends up rooming with Jamie . Jamie is stuned to see Ryan at his room but they end up talking and Ryan tells Jamie he's gay Jamie wasn't mad about the blow job innocent he was more mad of being abandoned. I loved this book it was sexy and cute I love Ryan and Jamie there funny and adorable . One night Jamie and Ryan end up going to a bar and a guy ends up hitting on Ryan and they play pool and Jamie starts getting Jealous and Tells Ryan he's ready to go and they end up getting in a fight and Jamie kisses Ryan OMFG and Ryan is freaking out cause he loves Jamie and he's thinking Jamie only did it cause he was drinking but they get back to there room and they start fooling around . The next day Jamie ends up watching porn to figure out his sexuality and he figures out he's Bisexual . Ryan and Jamie decide to just hook up until they both have to leave . Jamie is trying to decide his career if he wants to play hockey or if he wants to coach and he ends up talking to coach patt and asks him to help him with a job in coaching . His former fuck buddy Holly visits him and he tells her that there is someone else and then Jamie and Ryan get into a fight . Then the part with the bigoted peice of shit parent who saw Jamie and Ryan kiss I wanted to punch him in yes fucking face . Jamie and Ryan end up having sex and wowza so hot . Ryan is going to be leaving for Canada and Jamie got a Job in Canada but Ryan tells him they can't be together and Jamie is very hurt. They part ways and Jamie contacts Ryan and tells him he loves him and Ryan can't let him go so they decide to hide there relationship I loved this book love the characters .
Ah, hockey players. You really can’t take us anywhere.
little as my gaze locks onto a sandy-blond head. I only need the oblique view I’ve got to recognize the shape of his smile. Fuck me. Jamie Canning is staying at this hotel.
I’m staring at a pair of white boxers with bright orange kittens all over them, including an ill-placed tabby right at the crotch. When I hold them up by the waistband, another card flutters out. This one has one word on it. MEOW. And holy shit, I recognize the handwriting this time. Ryan Wesley.
Still pulling down your pants and flashing your junk for no conceivable reason?” His teammates erupt around us, their laughter thundering in my chest. “Shit, he was always like this?” somebody says. A grin tugs the corner of Wes's mouth. “I’ve never deprived the world of my God-given masculine beauty.
And I notice another flash of metal. His tongue is pierced. That’s new, too. Annnd now I’m thinking about his tongue. Jesus fuck
What are you waiting for, Ryan? Suck it already.” Surprise jolted through me. He only called me Ryan when he was taunting me. And right now he was taunting me about sucking his dick. Jesus.
Jesus Christ!” “I still go by Wes,” he says, pushing off the wall. “Or Ryan. Or jackass.”
You mean the bright red one with pink cocks all over it? Yeah, I remember. And fuck you very much,
Fuck, shit, cock, pussy—” “For the love of Christ!” a loud voice booms from behind us. “Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap, Canning?” I choke down my laughter as Pat appears. He shakes his head in disbelief as he stares at Jamie, then narrows his eyes and turns to me. “Actually, what am I saying? Canning wouldn’t even know those words if it weren’t for you, Wesley. Shame on you.” I flash Pat an innocent smile. “I’m pure as the driven snow, Coach. Canning was the one who corrupted me.”
Come over here,” I say. “Please.” “No fucking way,” he replies. “I can make you.” He laughs. “Did you smoke some pot while I was out, Canning?
I know I’m home. Because home is with him.