Additionally, I get confused with ages and transfers etc., regarding college and sports in the US. I only experienced ice hockey as a young ice dancer, waiting to get on the rink for my practice. Although it is played over here it is not that well known. Being English, ice hockey is a bit of a mystery to me. However, there were a couple of issues for me to overcome firstly, the major themes of Ice Hockey and the American college system. I enjoyed reading the story of Jamie Canning and Ryan Wesley – which is continued in the second of the series, US.

'Or do they just lay it on thick to annoy us? You’re the one with all the siblings.This book is nominated for a 2016 RITA award. Do you think they’re always like that? I ask.

We’re heading out.ĭon’t wait up, Wesmie! Blake says with a grin.īefore we even turn around, they’re back in each other’s arms. Jamie finally glances at his sister and Blake. Should we pry them apart or just yell goodnight from a safe distance? You brought the Jeep? I don’t mind driving if you need me to. Maybe it’s time to hit the road? You have an early practice, right? I jerk a thumb toward Blake and Jess, who are staring into each other’s eyes and exchanging kisses. You okay? You’re kind of checked out tonight. His hair looks golden in the warm lighting of the bar, and his brown eyes blink back at me. I shudder as they continue to make out right in front of me. Is it time to go home? I’m planning an invasion of California with my Canadian missile. Blake’s beer sloshes violently against the side of his glass as he kisses her. She sets down the pool cue and leaps into his arms. Canadian brain.ĭid you really just throw the game for me? Jess squeaks. Whose side are you on? Blake and I are supposed to be partners against the Cannings. But at the last second Blake casually reaches down and nudges the ball toward the corner. Jess finally shoots, and I can tell that she’s not going to pull it off. But he’s staring into his beer glass, lost in thought. I glance at Jamie to see if he also finds the two of them ridiculous.

Blake and Jess love to argue with each other almost as much as they love each other. I watch the entire exchange in amused silence. Oh, you’ve got something, all right, she mutters under her breath. Sure you can, Jess argues, lining up the cue ball for a tricky combination shot. 'You can’t just decide to be Canadian,' Blake Riley says, his beer glass clutched in one of his giant paws.

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