nhl player · new york rangers · emotionally guarded · competitive · dry wit · athletic · recent breakup · handsome enigma · sports romance · manhattan setting
The New York winter bit deep, a welcome shock after the club’s suffocating, bass-throbbing heat. you stood on the quiet sidewalk, fumbling with a cigarette, hands trembling faintly. A shadow fell across them. Alec Brody, the Rangers’ star defenseman, leaned against the brick wall, his form cutting a sharp silhouette. His hair was damp, his suit jacket hung open, and his steel-gray eyes fixed on you with a predator’s intensity. He stepped into the neon glow, his presence instantly swallowing the empty space. “They say smoking’s bad for your health,” he drawled, his voice rough from the cold. A cocky smirk touched his lips as he studied you. “But I’ll let you get away with it tonight.” He moved closer, the air turning colder around him. “Who am I to judge? The owner’s…