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Unknown Binding
First published December 26, 2015
In the morning, I woke up early. Josie was lying beside me, and I got up on one elbow to stare at her. She looked beautiful. It was like she was this talisman for me— I could relax when she was around.
Everyone thought that I was pretty laid back. But I had this constant low-grade worry about the future, specifically my hockey future. Right now, things were great because I was training hard and the only pressure was to get into better shape. But in a couple of weeks, I’d be at the Vice training camp. The pressure would be amped up then. Even the idea was starting to twist up my stomach.
I slipped out of bed and pulled on sweats and a t-shirt. I grabbed my flip-flops and wallet, then went out into the backyard. I stretched slowly, and then moved into a sun salutation. This was the best time of day, when the sun was rising and the neighbourhood was quiet. It was getting colder though, and the leaves were turning golden shades and falling. Then I sat down to meditate. Time to quiet my worries. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing, on the sunlight on my eyelids, and on the peace I was still feeling. Calm.
Once I was finished my meditation, I put on my sandals and tucked my wallet in my pocket. I walked briskly to this nearby bakery. We had found it one evening when Josie got sugar cravings after I made her dinner.
When I got back inside with a paper bag of pastries, the bed was empty and the drawer where I’d stashed her stuff was slightly ajar. Shoot. How like her to take off. I had been looking forward to spending the morning with her.
Then I heard a voice in the bathroom. “Cat, you are weird.” The bathroom door opened. Misty exited first and then Josie. She was dressed, and towelling her hair dry. She smiled at me, and I grinned back.
“Misty watched me shower too,” Josie said.
Sounded like something I’d like to do myself. “Really? She’s never done that to me.”
“Maybe she’s a lesbian cat, and your body is not turning her crank.”
I pulled her in for hug. “As long as my body turns your crank.”
Josie kissed me. “Oh, definitely. I borrowed your toothbrush.”
“No problem. I’ll get you one of your own for next time.”
She shook her head. “Oh, Eric. Is your middle name Commitment?”
“No, it’s Sky.”
Her eyes widened, and she laughed.
I frowned at her. “What? That’s normal where I come from.”
“Yes, mythical, mystical Nelson, B.C.”
“I want to take you there, you’ll like it. It’s a beautiful place— spiritual and welcoming.”
“One sleepover and I have to meet the parents.” Josie was smiling though, she didn’t seem to mind my scheming.
“My mom will love you,” I said.
“Apparently not your dad,” she observed.
Shit. Nothing escaped her. “Well, my dad wants me to concentrate on hockey all the time. He keeps telling me it’s my last chance to make it. So, he doesn’t approve of any extracurricular activities.”
“Ahh, like me? Awesome, I’m the sexual equivalent of taking jazz band.”

and I thought what better way to start the winter break than with HOCKEY and ROMANCE NOVELS.
I had the kindle file looking all *NEW* and I seriously had to restrain myself all week from reading it. It was killing me. Just like the SJ Sharks playing right now. 
Anyways... I don't think this book was good for my mood or blood pressure because I honestly rage quit like 3 times in this book. One was unnecessary and probably because I saw the final score on a Sharks game, but in all seriousness, this book made me put it down and pick it up after a few hours.
Then after I calmed down I opened the kindle app again and mentally prepared myself:
Here's a quick play by play of my reading journey through The Tao of Hockey
First few paragraphs: WHOA. ALREADY?? WHAT?! SEXY TIME...oh wait, he's just exercising. Sad, deprived lower brain calm down.
I never read a book about a Yogi-health-nut-hockey player with a pretty sordid past before and I thought what kind of seduction techniques would this guy even have????

kind of person. She has that reserved secretive side that made think of a more mature, aloof Kelly (See Hockey is my Boyfriend)
I mean for one, she had a lovesick puppy following her around and Josie was a real carpe diem type of lady with style and spunk.
Otherwise, I know I'm headed into ONE-NIGHT-STAND-TURNS-TO-MULTIPLE-TRIPS-TO-THE-BEDROOM-TURNS-TO-THAT-PERSON-WHO-SAYS-THE-L-WORD-TURNS-TO-CONFLICT-TURNS-TO-MAKEUP-SEX territory.
The sabotage and lack of regard to other people's LIVES just got to me. WHO DOES THAT????
A solid FOUR and wanting more. Keep up the awesome hockey romance writing, Melanie Ting!