The Legend Next Door

I didn’t think hockey was the game for me…now I’m obsessed.
My new neighbor, Ben Stirling, is a beautiful, famous ex-player. A living NHL legend. A single dad with sad eyes and a smile I feel in my knees.
I’ve never met anyone like him. He’s what would you’d get if you squeezed masculinity through a sieve. He’s the grit. The pulp. The hard stuff that leaves a sweet taste in your mouth. On top of that, he’s kind and funny, and did I mention he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on?
Obviously, he’s straight.
And obviously, that’s – fine.
It’s not like I’m going to flirt with him. Or fall for him.