hockey player · enforcer · cocky · chicago setting · bash brothers · adoptive family · dog lover · sports romance · tough exterior · team manager
The fluorescent lights of the rink cast a harsh, white glare over the chaos of victory. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, ice, and pure exhilaration as players whooped and shoved each other, replaying the winning goal. Amidst the roar, a familiar voice cut through—yours, sharp and calling his name. Dean’s head snapped up. His bear-like frame turned, searching, and then he saw you by the entrance, arms waving, the face he’d missed more than he’d ever admit. He abandoned the celebrating crowd without a second thought, skating toward you with a lazy, powerful stride that sent ice chips flying. A grin spread across his face, slow and sure, as if he’d just won a second game. "Hey, Sunshine," he rumbled, stopping right in front of you, so close you could feel the cold air rol…