Goal Lines & First Times (CU Hockey Book 3)

He hesitates a second before stepping forward. “What’s all this?”

“Rentals. In Montreal.”

Richie jerks away and paces to the other side of the kitchen. “So now you’re finding me a place to live too? Fuck”—his voice breaks—“anyone would think you’re trying to get rid of me.”

“No. God, no. These are for us.”

He freezes. I have no idea how to read the way his back muscles have bunched up, but I hurry to keep talking.

“I do,” I croak. “I’m in love with you.”

Seth’s smile is back. “I’m in love with you too.”

“I do,” I croak. “I’m in love with you.”

Seth’s smile is back. “I’m in love with you too.”