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"Nothing to forgive," I promise. "But yes, I understand what happened, and it isn't what my brother tried to make it out to be. I'll make sure he knows it too."
“Ryan isn’t likely to believe me.”
"But I do, and that's all that counts." I rock up on my tiptoes and kiss him.
I feel the relief in his kiss as his lips soften and his tongue dances with mine. He tangles one hand in my hair and the other bunches the jersey as he tugs me to him. When we pull apart, he murmurs against my lips, “Is my name on the back of this jersey?”
“Yes,” I confirm with a smile. “Now take me home and take it off me.”
“How about we take everything else off, but you keep it on?” he suggests, pulling me into his side as he leads me down the hall.
I laugh. “Maybe.”
He kisses the top of my head. “We got time for negotiation, Delaney Moore. I’m not losing your contact info this time. You’re stuck with me.”
“Finally.”
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Trick Play by Kim Findlay
Trick Play
KIM FINDLAY
A Toronto Blaze Short Story
Copyright©2025 Kim Findlay
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Editing by Kristi Yanti (Edits by Kristi) and Julia Ganis (Julia Edits)
Trope: Forced Proximity
Costume: Clown
Larry Han, newly traded to the Toronto Blaze, is happy to help his teammates at a Halloween charity event. A mix up with his costume results in his being handcuffed to a stranger…but that trick might lead to the best treat of his life.
Larry
I need a clown costume that’s not that
Coach’s whistle echoed over the ice and called us in at the end of practice. The group of us who made up the members of the Toronto Blaze NHL team were dripping sweat and our muscles were burning, but underneath was a thread of contentment. Something was happening this season. And not just the win in last night’s game.
This year, we were winning the Cup. We all believed it. Thanks to a two week “retreat” our captain, Cooper, had set up, a lot of us had bonded before training camp. I was new to the team, traded in from Austin over the summer, and I was closer to these guys than teams I’d been through a playoff series with. It was special.
“Good job, men. Keep this up and we’re going places.”
