Second Shots

One grumpy enforcer. One relentless physio. One very opinionated cat. Zero personal space.

Jaxson

I don't do people. I don't do guests. I don't do feelings I can't name at two in the morning while a guy I'm not supposed to want reorganizes my life one cabinet at a time. I had a system. He had opinions about it. I should've made him leave on day one. I didn't. That's on me.

Leo

He was supposed to be an assignment. Six feet of silence and controlled fury, a shoulder injury, and a cat he pretended wasn't his. I told myself I was just doing my job. I was doing my job. Right up until I wasn't, and by then his hands were in my hair and I'd stopped caring about the difference.

Gerald

The large human fell. The small, loud human moved in. No one asked me, but I approved anyway. They took far longer than necessary to figure it out.

If you like your hockey romance with slow-burn heat, explicit payoff, and a cat who saw it coming before either of them did, grab Ice & Ibuprofen today.

Heat: explicit
Triggers: injury/recovery · brief mention of past emotional neglect · internalized sexuality (on page, resolved) · public outing (handled with care)

Second Shots is a series of standalones and can be read in any order.

A widowed rugby captain. His best friend’s little brother. One chaotic puppy. And a house that hasn’t felt like home in three years.

Fox

I’ve spent three years keeping everything together. My daughter, my career, my late wife’s memory. I don’t need help, and I definitely don’t need Maverick’s younger brother moving into my guest suite with his lavender hand cream and his quiet way of making my five-year-old laugh harder than she has since her mom died. Jamie Miller was supposed to be temporary. A favor for a favor. Room and board in exchange for watching Clementine while my sister’s away. But he’s braiding my daughter’s hair, and he’s making me feel things I swore I’d never feel again. The last person I loved that much was taken from me by a drunk driver. I’m not sure I can survive it twice.

Jamie

I was supposed to be finishing my thesis. Instead, I’m living in a stone-and-cedar mansion with a stoic, stupidly gorgeous rugby star who won’t look me in the eye, a five-year-old who has already decided I’m her newest bestie, and an eight-pound Cavapoo puppy who is on a quest to personally destroy every pair of shoes I own. Fox Thorne is grieving, guarded, and completely off-limits. He’s also my brother’s best friend, which means if I mess this up, I lose more than a place to live. But every time he lets his guard down, every time he laughs, every time his daughter calls me Jamie-man and reaches for my hand, I fall a little further into a life I never planned on wanting this badly.

Mannies & Mouthguards is a spicy M/M sports romance about a man who built a fortress out of grief and the one person who walks straight through the door. With a scene-stealing puppy, a five-year-old artist-in-training, and a love story that will wreck you before it puts you back together, this is the second standalone novel in the Spicy Sports Romance series.

CONTENT NOTES

This book contains references to the off-page death of a spouse (car accident caused by a drunk driver), grief and loss, a child who does not remember her deceased parent, and explicit M/M sexual content. Intended for readers 18+.

Second Shots is a series of standalones and can be read in any order.

Two guys traded to the same team. One decade-old grudge that was never really about hate.

Graham

I don't hold grudges. I do hold this grudge, specifically, against this guy, specifically, because Alfred Briggs earned every bit of it back when I told him I loved him and he told me exactly what he thought about that. I built a whole personality out of hating him, which worked great for ten years. Then the Glaciers traded for him, and suddenly I'm sharing a locker room with my first heartbreak.

Briggs

Nobody's called me Alfie since Graham stopped. I've spent ten years regretting exactly one conversation. Now he's my teammate, he's dating a guy who is annoyingly perfect for him, and I hate it. I hate watching them together, I hate the way Nate looks at me, I hate that I can't sit through one dinner without ruining it. I keep telling myself it's guilt. It is not guilt. It hasn’t been guilt in a very long time, and everyone but me seems to have figured that out already.

Grudges & Goalposts is a spicy M/M sports romance about the friend you can't forgive, the ex you can't stop rooting for, and the ten years it takes to admit a grudge was just heartbreak.

CONTENT NOTES

This book contains references to a past instance of internalized/casual homophobia in a rejection, themes of grudges rooted in old heartbreak, a supporting ex-boyfriend/best-friend relationship, jealousy and miscommunication between love interests, and explicit M/M sexual content. Intended for readers 18+.

Second Shots is a series of standalones and can be read in any order.