Date With Skates
Games are short. Temptation isn’t.
Connor
The Olympics were supposed to be simple—play hard, win gold, go home.
No distractions. No complications.
Then Étienne finds me.
He’s loud where I’m controlled. Chaos where I’m calm. And from the second he looks at me like he’s already decided I’m his next mistake… I know I’m in trouble.
It starts easy. Fun. No strings.
But somewhere between late-night texts and stolen hours, he stops feeling temporary.
And I don’t do temporary that sticks.
Étienne
I came to the Olympics for Nico—and because, hello! They’re the Olympics.
I didn’t expect to find my own entertainment.
Connor McVoy is sharp, steady, and gets under my skin way too easily. He plays along with my games, keeps up with every tease, and never lets me have the last word.
It’s perfect.
Because it doesn’t have to mean anything.
We don’t talk about what happens after the closing ceremony.
We don’t need to.
Because this was always supposed to be just a distraction.
This book is an MM hockey romance. It can be read as a standalone.
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