Ice Ice Baby
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Última publicación sáb, ago 4, 2018
- and he smelled really good. Weirdly good for a hockey player to be honest. He smelled like... well actually I'm not sure. How is it that girls always knew what a guy smelled like? How am I supposed to know the exact scent that's coming off him? And they always know the specifics too. Like, 'He smelled like the shores off the coast of Cuba at 3 pm on a Wednesday.' What? Who even knows that? All I know is he smelled go -
"Why does your face look like that?" Well that's one way to start a conversation, Mr.
"excuse me?" He looked startled by my snappy tone.
"ok that was a bad way to put it. You just looked like you were thinking about something. like really concentrated. Your eyebrows were all scrunched up and so was your nose. and you nostri - "
"ok I think that's enough"
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Juliet Emmerson is the first and only girl on her school's Varsity hockey team. It was the talk of the town when she made it! Ok maybe the talk of the school.... talk of the boys locker room seems like a better fit actually. She was constantly told she wouldn't make it, but now, here she is. She's on top of the world, scoring goals, narrowly avoiding checks, and having the time of her life. Junior year can't get much better than this. And that's completely right.
After she breaks the star, the captain, Beau Sullivan's leg in practice. He hates her even more than Juliet though possible. Already shooting her icy glares and checking her harder than necessary, now he really has a reason to make her life hell. Juliet tries to see past the rock hard exterior of Beau though, and wants to help him through his injury. It's the least she can do. Will Beau and Juliet make amends and become friends. Will they become something more?
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PUBLISHED: 08/04/18
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