He's the team's last line of defense. She's the only one who can see he's the one who needs saving.
Connor Sullivan spent his career being the wall - the enforcer who took the hit so nobody behind him got hurt. Then he blew his knee, blew his shot at the pros, and quietly decided he wasn't worth the comeback.
June Ramsey reads bodies for a living. Physical therapist, coach's daughter, five-foot-nothing of pure competence - and she catches the lie in Connor's chart in a single afternoon. He didn't quit because he stopped caring. He quit because he can't believe he's worth fixing.
She can rebuild his knee. The rest of him is the problem.
Because June has the opposite wound: she loves by being useful and has never once let anyone take care of her. He can't be cared for. She can't be needed any other way. And the harder she works to put him back together, the more certain he becomes that the kindest thing he can do is leave first.
Two careful people who've spent their whole lives making sure no one ever got close enough to do real damage.
It would be so much easier if it weren't already too late.
Last Line is the third book in the Wolves of Ashford series - an emotional, steamy, full-length hockey romance with a guaranteed happily ever after. Can be read as a standalone.
For readers who love: grumpy wounded heroes, forbidden-ish slow burn, a caretaker heroine who has to learn to be cared for, small-town hockey and found family - and Hannah Grace, Elle Kennedy, and Elsie Silver.
