Then came the road trip to Montreal. A brutal overtime loss. The team bus was quiet, but Jamie slid into the seat beside Leo as if no time had passed.
He was lacing up his skates in the visiting locker room of the Toronto Coliseum when his phone buzzed with an unknown number. Normally, he’d ignore it. But something—a sixth sense, or maybe a ghost from his past—made him pick up.
It happened in a hotel room in Vancouver. A stolen bottle of whiskey. Laughter about old pranks. Then silence.
A pause. Then: “I just got traded. To your team.”
Him Sarina Bowen: Epub
Then came the road trip to Montreal. A brutal overtime loss. The team bus was quiet, but Jamie slid into the seat beside Leo as if no time had passed.
He was lacing up his skates in the visiting locker room of the Toronto Coliseum when his phone buzzed with an unknown number. Normally, he’d ignore it. But something—a sixth sense, or maybe a ghost from his past—made him pick up. him sarina bowen epub
It happened in a hotel room in Vancouver. A stolen bottle of whiskey. Laughter about old pranks. Then silence. Then came the road trip to Montreal
A pause. Then: “I just got traded. To your team.” him sarina bowen epub