I care about hockey. I care about winning.

But Derrick Shaw? He was supposed to be a one-time fling—ten months ago, a moment of weakness I planned to forget.

Now he’s back. Injured. In my house.

And far too close to the parts of me I’ve kept locked away.

This isn’t supposed to mean anything.

But the longer he stays, the harder it is to let him go.

This isn’t just a comeback story.

It’s a collision course between hearts, secrets, and second chances.

And it might just be for pucking ever.

I care about hockey. I care about winning.

But Derrick Shaw? He was supposed to be a one-time fling—ten months ago, a moment of weakness I planned to forget.

Now he’s back. Injured. In my house.

And far too close to the parts of me I’ve kept locked away.

This isn’t supposed to mean anything.

But the longer he stays, the harder it is to let him go.

This isn’t just a comeback story.

It’s a collision course between hearts, secrets, and second chances.

And it might just be for pucking ever.