Overview

Tucson was supposed to be my salvation. My chance at reinventing myself after the terrible hockey season I had.
But the moment I laid eyes on Saint Ripley again, all my summer plans flew right out the window. From his dark, thick framed glasses to his throwback grunge clothes; Saint hadn’t changed one single bit since high school. Still shy, timid and hot...
And my brother just expects me to spend time alone with him while he’s gone? I don’t see that ending well for either of us.

Only Saint’s no pushover - he shoves back. And then I do something stupid like dare him to a drinking game before stealing something I had no right taking in the first place. I’m no one’s version of a prince charming; yet Saint doesn’t seem scared when I offer to help him lose his second, third, heck all his firsts.

The more time we spend together, the more I wonder if we could make this work. My brain tells me something completely different...
That no one will expect me as a bisexual hockey player. That it’s not possible; I’m just a colossal screw up at everything and this will add more fuel to the fire. That I’m not good enough.

And so... I run. Leaving the best thing that’s ever happened to me before I ruin him too.