Scoreless (Connecticut Commodores) by Skye McDonald

Quinn: This is my breakout season in the pros. I won’t do anything to jinx my luck, especially when I’m on a shutout streak and playing the best hockey of my life. Not that I’d ever admit that out loud. One block at a time. One game at a time. Don’t shake up the routines. Stay cool. Stay focused. Don’t let them rattle you. But Audrey Cathcart has me rattled. She works to get a rise out of me every time we’re face-to-face. And can she get a rise out of me. My teammates think of her as a sister. But trust me: There is nothing familial about how I feel about her. But can I tell her and keep my focus? Because the playoffs are coming, and it's either win... or go home empty-handed. Audrey: My life is one giant blocked puck. Growing up around a pro hockey team means I’ve always had a built-in posse of big brothers. Date a hockey player? No. Way. If they even catch me thinking about a guy, I don’t hear the end of it. Now, I’m the team’s media manager. Hockey is life. I love my job. I love the team. I don’t love the new goalie, Quentin "Quinn" Paris. I want no part of that quirky goalie’s smug smile, blue eyes, or too-smooth Quebec accent. Except that’s a lie. I want it. All of him. I just can’t risk the fallout if I let on. Not that he thinks about me that way, anyway. Media manager or not, I’m still the team’s little sis. Like I said. One giant blocked puck.