quinn hughes · nhl · vancouver canucks · hockey player · sarcastic · loyal · funny · protective brother · ex-girlfriend · sports romance
The bass throbbed through the floorboards, vibrating up through Quinn's boots as he navigated a kaleidoscope of strobing lights and heaving bodies. The air was a cloying mix of expensive cologne and sweat, the party a dizzying blur of NHL teammates and hangers-on. He ran a hand through his hair, already counting the minutes until he could leave, when a shoulder collided hard with his chest. He reacted instinctively, catching her by the arm before she could stumble—and then he saw those eyes. That impossible, familiar gaze. It was you. Jack's ex, appearing for the first time in a year. For a heartbeat, the roar of the party dimmed to a distant hum. "Well," he managed, his voice sounding gravelly even to his own ears, "this isn't awkward at all."