Love Dekes (Brooklyn Bombers #1)

Love Dekes (Brooklyn Bombers #1)

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Deke is an ice hockey term that originated in Canada. It originates from decoy referring to a bird or mammal, or a fake one, used by hunters to attract other birds or mammals. To deke in ice hockey means the technique of drawing an opposing player out of position or when a player skates by an opponent while maintaining possession and control of the puck. A love deke is a term I've invented to describe when a person falls in love with the idea of someone they meet only to find out there's more to that person than they expect. ======================================================================== Carrie Murphy took a year off after graduating top of her class in medical school to care for her dying father. On the last Saturday night before starting her residency at a local hospital, Carrie gets talked into going to a local bar by her cousin, Bridget, and some friends. Carrie bumps into a guy at the bar, trying to get her drink and sparks fly when he rescues her from unwelcome advances. Little does she know the guy turns out to be Liam "Big Mac" MacDonald, the new star goalie for the Brooklyn Bombers, a professional hockey team.
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Rosie Moving to New York was my fresh start, a chance to get away from my disaster of a hometown, and maybe learn how to breathe on my own. Romance? Not on the itinerary. So when I meet a charming, overly confident guy at a bar with golden-blond hair and too many dimples than should be legal, and way too much flirt - I don't expect to see him again. Then I do... on the ice, the very next night. Dylan I've met plenty of girls in bars. Most of them know who I am, Rosie didn't. And maybe that's why I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was introverted and blunt and completely unimpressed with my attempt at a pick up line, which was honestly kind of refreshing. Seeing her in the stands at my game felt like fate. Running into her again afterward? Game on. A sweet, slow-burn hockey rom-com about unlikely connections, quiet confidence, and falling for someone who sees past the spotlight.

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