Breakneck Hockey - S. Legend

I don’t want Casey Alderchuck, but I don’t want anyone else to have him either.\n My hook-up for the night wasn’t supposed to be my long-time hockey rival, but here he is. I’m too worked up to let him go home without having a taste. One little bite of that smart mouth is mine for the taking after how many times he’s broken my nose.\n How was I supposed to know that I’d crave Alderchuck with the desperation of a starved man?\n I’m always one bad day from an explosion, but since I hooked up with Alderchuck, my body’s constantly on fire. I’m thinking about things I haven’t in a long time. He’s dredged years of buried torment to the surface.\n The cure? Alderchuck. My poison is my cure. How poetic.\n At least he can’t keep his hands off me and our burning hatred is mutual. The flavor’s