Crossing The Lines

Felix doesn’t lose control. Not on the ice. Not in the locker room. And definitely not over his loud-mouthed, chaos-loving best friend. Shay lives for pushing buttons, on opponents, on referees, on Felix. Especially Felix. They’ve been inseparable since rookie camp. Line partners. Roommates on road trips. The kind of friendship the team jokes about. Until the jokes stop being funny. Because after one explosive, alcohol fueled night that ends with Shay’s mouth on Felix and Felix gripping him like he never plans to let go, nothing goes back to normal. It was supposed to be a mistake. Instead, it turns into a secret. A reckless, can’t-keep-their-hands-off-each-other secret. The timing couldn’t be worse.

Felix doesn’t lose control. Not on the ice. Not in the locker room. And definitely not over his loud-mouthed, chaos-loving best friend. Shay lives for pushing buttons, on opponents, on referees, on Felix. Especially Felix. They’ve been inseparable since rookie camp. Line partners. Roommates on road trips. The kind of friendship the team jokes about. Until the jokes stop being funny. Because after one explosive, alcohol fueled night that ends with Shay’s mouth on Felix and Felix gripping him like he never plans to let go, nothing goes back to normal. It was supposed to be a mistake. Instead, it turns into a secret. A reckless, can’t-keep-their-hands-off-each-other secret. The timing couldn’t be worse.