Game five back in Washington was even more tightly-contested than game four in Montréal. Brody saw the puck sliding to the corner and charged after it. He caught a flash of white out of the corner of his eye, knew he had a step on the defenseman, and sped up as he focused on the…
After watching Brody suffer his concussion, Ryan could not sleep. She laid in bed and dozed fitfully at best, giving up around seven a.m. She dressed quietly to avoid waking Lara and went for a walk. After close to an hour, she still was not ready to return to the hotel. She found a diner…
Sitting under the awning next to her truck, Vanille looked down the street and decided that the fair was beginning to wind down. She breathed a sigh of relief both because the long day was over, and because she was going to turn a decent profit from working the small town street fair. Considering her…
Ryan downed the soda she’d ordered at the bar. They were in Hartford, Connecticut. She felt the stage fright creeping up but ignored it. Once they’d gotten through the first couple of shows, her anxiety had eased a lot, even if it hadn’t faded entirely. Word was getting around about the tour as well. Old…
Brody hung by the blue line, waiting for his defensemen to get to the puck out of the corner. Time slowed as players jabbed at the puck, trying to free it from under skates and sticks. After what seemed like forever, the puck dribbled free and Bax snagged it and started up the ice. Brody…
Ashley set the last two bags of groceries on the kitchen counter and just stood for a moment. The weather forecaster had warned the elderly and infirm to find places of shelter today because of the impending heatwave, but she was a fit 20 year old college student. She lived alone in a cheap studio…
Ryan ignored her cell phone and focused her attention on sorting through clothes to pack for the tour and clothes to store. “Hey, you going to answer that?” Lara stood in the doorway. “Nope. It’s my mom. I know why she’s calling and I’m done with being yelled at.” “Ah, I see.” Lara surveyed Ryan’s…
Brody opened the door and laughed when Ryan threw her arms around him. “I missed you, too.” He hugged her with one arm while closing the door with the other. Ryan looked up at him. “I can’t believe we live in the same building and haven’t seen each other in almost a week.” “Yeah, I…
“Remember this place?” Rick clapped Brody on the shoulder as they entered the bar. “I don’t know—wait.” Brody looked around. “Is this the place you took me when I turned twenty-one?” Rick grinned. “The very same. Although I remember it as the place where you barfed in the parking lot when we left.” “Thanks for…
Ryan had just saved her work log when her phone rang. She answered, hoping it wasn’t a last-minute request for anything. She was anxious to finish up and get out; Brody was going to pick her up and they were going to get one last, quiet celebration in before the tour and the playoffs started…
Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told…
To fully enjoy this episode it is recommended that you read Soft Target 4: Girl’s night in first. As Chrissie had been relating the events of last night, Keith’s eyes had been fixed on Amelie, taking in every pore of her nakedness, and his mouth had been hanging open like a naughty schoolboy. Amelie stood…
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As Keith rang the bell he felt a tinge of guilt. He often popped across to his neighbour Chrissie for a coffee and a chat on a Sunday morning but she had told him that she was having some friends over last night. So calling at 9 o’clock in the morning because he had run…
March brought a lot of wind and rain, and Ryan felt like she’d walked through it all on her way home from work. She went into her apartment, hoping the quiet would alleviate her headache. It had been a hell of a day, but it was Friday and it was over. She tried to concentrate…
Brody was quiet as he sat on the team bus the next day for the ride up to New York, still mulling over seeing Ryan the night before. This was one relationship area he had no experience with—the post-breakup phase. In the past, when he’d broken up with someone, they had stayed broken up. There’d…