Gave Proof Through the Night (Stars, Stripes, and Hockey Night #11)

He won Olympic Gold. She prefers diamonds.

Erica: The job in Washington, D.C. wasn’t supposed to be complicated. Show up, find what I came for, disappear quietly. Then the universe drops Jeremiah Precio in my path.

He’s a golden boy hockey player with Ted Lasso energy. He’s such a Boy Scout, he probably irons his socks. Now he keeps turning up wherever I am.

(Okay, fine, I planned some of it) He’s also unfairly hot in a tux, which is a real problem when I’ve got somewhere to be, something to find, and a very short window to do it in.

The trouble is, the more time I spend with him, the more I want to tell him everything except the one thing that would send him running.

Jeremiah: Hockey has always been the only thing I let myself want. No distractions, no drama. Gold doesn’t come easy. Then I meet HER. Sticky Fingers.

She’s smart, gorgeous, and way too mysterious for a self-proclaimed tourist.

And I keep running into her everywhere: the lobby, the coffee line, my jogging trail, always with a reason that doesn’t quite add up. I can’t tell if it’s fate or something else.

Either way, I’m hooked. Every time I think I’ve got her figured out, she slips away like smoke.

By the time the tournament ends and the ball gowns come out, I know three things: I’m falling for her, she’s definitely keeping secrets, and I might be the only one who can stop what she’s about to do.

If she’s trouble, I’m already in deep.