𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆 Kell Fontaine is a name that once meant nothing to me. He plays in the junior hockey league as a forward for the Portland Ice Kings and he wears the number 19 on the back of his jersey. He's hot, but so are millions of other people. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆. He won't remember my name, and I don't follow hockey, so we'll never meet again—I've made my peace with it. There was no way of knowing that we would meet again, or that he has a brother who will make co-existing with these two hockey players a whole other level of complicated. 𝑲𝒆𝒍𝒍 I watched the mink-blond in the crowd for too long. I’ve never let my head fall out of a game so bad in my entire life. And I’ll make damn sure it doesn’t happen again. I just need to get her out of my head while I still can—while she’s still here. It’s not like I’ll ever see her again, so it’s cool. It’s one kiss. And it’s the biggest f*cking mistake of my life. New Adult Hockey Romance. For readers 18+