Nathan Barres has always loved hockey before anything else. When a one night stand with Felix Moore gives him emotions, he flees the scene. He’s not expecting to see Felix ever again. So when an injury knocks him out of the game for several weeks, he’s less than pleased to see the Winnipeg Wolves newest trainer is none other than Felix.
Almost two years later, and the feelings are still there. Nathan does his best to shove them to the back burner and ignore the temptation Felix presents. That is, until Felix makes him an offer that’s just a little too tempting–with amazing results. He’s a hockey player after all, and they’re nothing if not superstitious. If Felix is his good luck charm, who is he to resist?
I am a gigantic hockey fan and therefore a fan of hockey stories. I had high hopes for this as I had read this author before and enjoyed her work. Unfortunately this book didn’t work for me. The main characters were very immature and I had a hard time reconciling that with their jobs and responsibilities. It didn’t seem realistic to me. My main issue was that the entire plot is based on super bad communication. It was to an extreme level and was ridiculous in my opinion. As previously stated they had important jobs. Nathan was the captain of the hockey team and would have to be able to communicate well, as his role is to talk to the referees and advocate for his team as well as to provide motivation and guidance of the other players. Felix was a team trainer and would have to be able to communicate with the players as well as the coaches and owners of the team. So how they couldn’t have simple conversations was beyond me. There were a whole bunch of small things that bothered me also and some were petty, but once everything added up it still led to an overall lack of enjoyment of the book.
Cover by Ginny Glass. I do not care for the cover of this. The overall design and the guy on the right side were fine but the guy on the left looks like a professional wrestler, not a team medical staff member.
At over 50, I am ruled by my terriers, my gardens, and my projects. A knack for grubbing about in the woods, making mud pies, and tending to the injured worms, bugs, and occasional bird and turtle growing up eventually led me to working for the Parks.
I was a park Naturalist for over 20 years, and observing Nature and her cycles still occupy my hours. From the arrival of Ruby-throated Hummingbirds in the Spring to the first call of the Snow Geese heading south in the Fall, I am entranced by the seasons. For more about me see my bio on my blog.
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