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the first I’d
heard of any trade plan. So yeah, it was a bit of a shocker.”
    “Emery Goldberg seemed a bit shaken up about this too when
he announced the deal. How’d that phone call with him go?”
    “It was a bit tough,” Logan said honestly. He started to say
more and got a little lost. His smile felt more like a grimace. “Yeah, it was
tough.”
    “The Caribou are obviously making some big changes and
trying to take their game up a notch. What are your thoughts on the team and
how you’ll fit in there?”
    “Well, I haven’t had much time to give that a lot of
thought. They’ve got a good team there, though, great goaltending, good
defense. I’m hoping I can contribute on the offense.” He shrugged. “I’ll just
play the game I’ve always played. I’m looking forward to it.”
    “Assistant Coach Brad Laasch was your coach in Dartmouth.
What’ll it be like playing for him again?”
    “Really looking forward to that.” And that was true. “Brad
taught me a lot back then and I’ve always considered him a great mentor. It’ll
be awesome working with him again.”
    “Had you really heard no trade rumors at all?”
    “Not a sniff.” The reporters laughed and Logan gave them a
crooked grin, lifting his hands in the air. “Seriously.”
    “You just signed a ten-year deal with the Condors last
year,” another reporter asked. “How do you feel about that now?”
    “Well, honestly, when I signed that deal, I intended to play
here in California for the duration of that contract. Nobody likes to be
traded, but…sh…er…stuff happens.” Another murmur of laughter swept the group.
“I feel fortunate to be going to a hockey club that has such a great reputation
for being well managed, good people to work for, and I’m looking forward to
contributing there.”
    “How do you feel about playing with Cody Burrell?” a
reporter asked with a smirk.
    The room went silent other than a clicking camera and Logan
kept his face carefully neutral. “Cody’s a talented hockey player,” he said.
    Finally it was over. As Emery stepped up to the microphone
to say a few more words, Logan headed to the side of the room. Some of his
teammates had showed up and gave him solid slaps on the back and shoulder. He
smiled and nodded, emotion rising in his chest.
    “Beers after this,” Kevin said in his ear. “We’re buying.”
    “Damn right you are.”

Chapter Three
     
    Hawaii wasn’t in the budget, but Nicole didn’t want to hang
around in Minneapolis with reporters camped outside her condo. At a bit of a
loss as to where to go and what to do, she debated heading to Montreal to visit
her parents or her old college roommate who still lived there, but merde ,
the media in Montreal would be even more rabid about this story. Any Canadian
city was out of the question―this was hitting the news way more up there than
it was here. Hockey wasn’t nearly as important to American sports fans as the
current NFL season.
    She would’ve gone to Vancouver to visit Julien, but dammit,
his team was on a road trip and he was going to be in Minneapolis. So she spent
the week in New York City, lost and unnoticed—and a little lonely—among the
millions of people there. She went on a shopping spree that was intended to be
retail therapy but didn’t really make her feel much better. Though she did now
have some lovely new clothes and boots. She did some sightseeing in the chilly
November weather, museums, Central Park, the Statue of Liberty. She even got
her hair cut and highlighted, and a French manicure. She wasn’t one to spend a
lot of time on feminine frivolities, in fact she didn’t think she’d had a
manicure since she’d left home to go to university. Her mom had always taken
her for manicures and pedicures and facials, maybe hoping that someday her ugly
duckling tomboy daughter would turn into a swan. So much for that hope. But
maybe looking her best would give her bruised and battered confidence a