Book Title: Star of the Game (Stick Side #6)
Author and Publisher: Amy Aislin
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Release Date: December 27, 2022
Genre: Contemporary M/M sports romance
Tropes: Best friends to lovers, roommates, hockey
Themes: using your voice/platform for good, mental health, friendship, taking risks
Heat Rating: 3 flames
Length: 94 000 words / 360 pages
It is book 6 in the Stick Side series, but can be read as a standalone. It’s not necessary to have read the previous books in the series.
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The previous book in this series, Two-Man Team (Stick Side 5),
is on sale for $0.99 on all platforms from December 20-January 3
Blurb
Felix only wants two things:
1. To make music.
2. His best friend, Emery.
But he’s not willing to risk two decades of friendship for something more. Besides, a bout of writer’s block is preventing him from creating new material, and he’s got deadlines to meet. He doesn’t need any distractions—and Emery is the biggest distraction of all.
Emery only wants two things:
1. To play hockey.
2. His best friend, Felix.
He’s ready to risk it all for a shot at being together. While he should be concentrating on playing his best hockey so his team will grant him a contract extension, there’s no reason he can’t multitask.
With their careers at a crossroads, the timing for romance couldn’t be worse—but when Felix is forced to move in with Emery, will Emery finally convince him to take a chance at becoming the stars of their own game?
Felix resumed his seat on the couch, getting as far from Emery’s stank as he could get. He didn’t understand people who thought a guy looked sexy all sweaty and gross. Just come out of the shower, smelling like fresh rain, water dripping down a defined torso? Absolutely.
Reeking and sticky, T-shirt soaked with damp patches? That shit was just gross.
Emery was hot as sin, don’t get him wrong. But when he looked—and smelled—like he’d done ten parkour courses in a row? Felix preferred to be at least twelve feet away.
“How was practice?”
“It wasn’t a true practice,” Emery said, plopping into the armchair. “Met a bunch of the guys at Bartek’s to play basketball.”
“Do you play that better than you play hockey?”
Gaze turning flinty, Emery flipped him off. “Be nice or I won’t give you your present.”
“Is it a refund for my season’s tickets?”
Emery huffed a laugh. “You’re just full of trash talk this morning, aren’t you? Guess I’ll keep this croissant for myself.” He held up a paper bag Felix hadn’t noticed.
Felix perked up. “Charlie’s croissant?”
“It’s from Nina’s. Did you eat all of Charlie’s already?”
“I had two for breakfast yesterday, and the third I made into a tuna sandwich for lunch.” They hadn’t lasted twelve hours in the house. They were that good.
“That’ll make his day,” Emery said with a laugh. “He’s a huge Tenor Jones fan.”
“Can you introduce us?” Felix held out a hand, unsurprised when Emery passed him the croissant without remark, despite his earlier threat. “That way I can compliment him in person.”
“Don’t hold it against him if he faints at the sight of you.”
Felix made a face. “I’ve never made anybody faint.”
“That’s a bald-faced lie.”
“What? No, it’s—”
“‘Fifteen-year-old Faints Outside MuchMusic Studios After Tenor Jones Appearance,’” Emery read from his phone. “Or how about this one? ‘Tenor Jones Concertgoer Passes Out.’”
“What?” Felix leaned forward to see the phone, then jerked back at the smell. “How come I never heard about this?”
“Lena doesn’t tell you everything.”
“How do you know that?”
“We text.”
Felix blinked. “You text with my publicist?”
“I like her haircut.”
“You . . . what?”
“There was that photo of you the paps captured in LA last year,” Emery explained. “You were coming out of a restaurant with Lena, and she was sporting this cute new pixie cut. So I texted her to tell her, and now we text all the time.”
For a brief second, Felix was wildly jealous, until he remembered that Emery had no interest in his married publicist. “How did you get her number?”
Emery gave him a duh look. “I poked through your phone.”
Sighing, Felix bit into his croissant. “I don’t know why I’m surprised by the direction this conversation took.”
Amy’s lived with her head in the clouds since she first picked up a book as a child, and being fluent in two languages means she’s read a lot of books! She first picked up a pen on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class had to stay inside for recess. Tales of treasure hunts with her classmates eventually morphed into love stories between men, and she’s been writing ever since. She writes evenings and weekends—or whenever she isn’t at her full-time day job saving the planet at Canada’s largest environmental non-profit.
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