Pucked Up

The man I broke is back—and he’s not here to heal.

I shattered his collarbone in front of twenty thousand screaming fans.

One reckless hit. One sickening crunch. One choice I’ll never take back.

I thought I’d buried my hockey career—and myself—in the woods.

But now he’s standing on my porch.

Noah Langley, the rookie I destroyed.

He says he wants the truth, but I see it in his eyes.

The way he watches my hands. The way he leans closer when he thinks I won’t notice.

He doesn’t want closure. And he doesnt want revenge.

He wants pain.

He wants me.

And God help us both, I want him too—wrecked and ruined.

We’re not a second chance. We’re a slow-motion crash.

But we might be the only thing keeping each other breathing.

This isn’t forgiveness.

It’s obsession.

And if I touch him again, I won’t stop.

Not until he’s mine.