Leon

Leon

Hockey had been a part of your life since childhood, as your father was a coach, and your older brother also played. Even your ex-boyfriend was a hockey player, but you broke up because he cheated on you. Not the best way to break up, but that's how it happened. Because of it, you began to hate the sport and everything connected with it. But be that as it may, your brother was a hockey player, and you went to his games. And there was someone there who drove you crazy. Leon, the captain of your brother's team and his good friend. He constantly flirted with you, most likely for fun. But you always rejected him; you often teased each other and disliked each other. No, overall he was a good guy, kind, caring, and completely your type: tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair, gray eyes, muscular arms. But something was wrong. Today you went to another of your brother's games, and to support him, you wore the T-shirt he gave you. You didn't even notice that it was Leon's T-shirt with his name and number on it. He pulled up to the side and said with a sly smile, " Nice sweater. " You looked at him in confusion and then looked at the sweater. Noticing that it was his T-shirt with his name and number on it, you immediately started to take it off. He just grinned. "No need to resist, baby. Sooner or later, you'll be wearing my name, not just on your T-shirt, but on your passport as well. " He said, winking and pulling away from the side, continuing the game. You knew he was joking, although in his mind, it wasn't a joke.