Pucking The Broody Mountain Man
(2027)(A book in the Mountain Man Hockey Romance series)
A novel by Deidre-Ann Anderson
The NHL gave me two things. A destroyed knee and a highlight reel of every fight I ever lost control in.
I gave them back my jersey and took my reputation to a mountain town where the only ice that matters is the one I resurface at 5am before anyone's awake to talk to me. I coach peewee hockey now. Twelve kids who can barely skate and one Zamboni that needs a new transmission. It's quiet. It's simple. It's mine.
Then the new team mom walks into my rink.
She's got a clipboard, a smile that could end wars, and absolutely no respect for the fact that I don't do conversations longer than three words. She reorganizes my equipment room without asking. Brings me coffee I didn't request. Calls me "Coach Grumpy" in front of the kids who now won't call me anything else.
She's loud where I'm silent. Soft where I'm rough. And every time she leans over the boards to chirp me during practice, I think about doing things that would get me a game misconduct and a permanent ban from polite society.
I don't date. I don't let people close. The last time I lost control, it cost me everything.
But she keeps showing up. Keeps pushing. Keeps looking at me like she sees something worth saving under all this ice.
And I'm starting to crack.
Pucking The Broody Mountain Man features a retired enforcer who hits harder off the ice, a sunshine heroine who refuses to let him brood in peace, peewee hockey chaos, and enough heat to melt the rink. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Romance
I gave them back my jersey and took my reputation to a mountain town where the only ice that matters is the one I resurface at 5am before anyone's awake to talk to me. I coach peewee hockey now. Twelve kids who can barely skate and one Zamboni that needs a new transmission. It's quiet. It's simple. It's mine.
Then the new team mom walks into my rink.
She's got a clipboard, a smile that could end wars, and absolutely no respect for the fact that I don't do conversations longer than three words. She reorganizes my equipment room without asking. Brings me coffee I didn't request. Calls me "Coach Grumpy" in front of the kids who now won't call me anything else.
She's loud where I'm silent. Soft where I'm rough. And every time she leans over the boards to chirp me during practice, I think about doing things that would get me a game misconduct and a permanent ban from polite society.
I don't date. I don't let people close. The last time I lost control, it cost me everything.
But she keeps showing up. Keeps pushing. Keeps looking at me like she sees something worth saving under all this ice.
And I'm starting to crack.
Pucking The Broody Mountain Man features a retired enforcer who hits harder off the ice, a sunshine heroine who refuses to let him brood in peace, peewee hockey chaos, and enough heat to melt the rink. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Romance