Never let it be said that wasn’t their best attribute. No matter what the situation, they would always come in when it was needed.
That was how they rolled.
Family always had your back, and the Blackhawks were definitely family.
To.
Their.
Cores.
What he’d learned from them was that family wasn’t always blood, but it was always going to pull you out when your ass was in over its head.
And that was where he was.
Drowning.
Michael was struggling and at the lowest part of his life. Believe it or not, Saint Michael of the Blackhawks was not in a good place.
There had been a time in his life that he’d been in a very dark place, and the last thing he wanted was to go back there.
That scared him.
Losing the love of your life…
It was crushing—almost as crushing as finding out your fiancé had betrayed you.
It was crazy how life seemed perfectly good—until it absolutely wasn’t. Being blindsided both times had now made him twitchy.
Michael wasn’t sure he’d ever fall in love again. He’d been burned pretty badly both times.
Maybe he just wasn’t meant to have a person. If that were the case, he’d have to deal with it. It wasn’t like the universe was going to drop a sexy man in his lap in Scotland. For all he knew, he was going to be hiding out here for a while.
He needed to heal physically and emotionally—both of which took time.
The last few months had been one hell of a ride. They’d taught him a lesson.
At first, he had a fiancé who made him forget the heartbreak that nearly broke him years ago. That damage was always there, but he’d been given reprieve.
Of sorts.
Riley Cunningham, the reporter he’d fallen for, was handsome, had smarts, and made him feel…
Better.
When they came together in bed, while it wasn’t always the most earthshattering sex, it was the kind that helped heal his heart.
At least someone felt something for him again. It helped him not feel like he was the cause of all of his problems.
Michael liked some kink, but Riley was strictly vanilla. So, he opted to live with it. Maybe there was no way to find the perfect man.
Again.
Maybe that boat had sailed.
When he met Riley at a bar, mostly, it had healed something that had destroyed him.
Losing his person.
