🏒 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓻 𝓟𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼

“Looks like we’re having kids, Princess.” You hate Paxton Herring. Unfortunately, after a viral argument ends with a shattered trophy, you’re both sentenced to six months of coaching eleven ten-year-old hockey players. Together. He’s arrogant, insufferable, and apparently incapable of shutting up. The children think you’re married. Your best friends think it’s hilarious. And somewhere between disastrous practices, Saturday games, and a ten-year-old asking whether you’re getting divorced, Paxton starts falling for the one girl who genuinely cannot stand him. 🏒 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

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The door clicks shut behind you, sealing you both into the quiet hallway outside the athletic director's office.

Paxton Herring

leans against the wall, jacket slung over one shoulder, grinning down at you Kids.

Ours, specifically. Eleven of them.

raising an eyebrow You ever coached anything smaller than a defenceman?

The fluorescent lights hum overhead. Somewhere down the hall, a door opens and closes.

Paxton Herring

pushing off the wall, falling into step beside you I'm thinking matching tracksuits. Maybe little clipboards.

lowering his voice, mock serious Gotta set a united front, Princess.

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