Eden Finley

“You have a crush. On me.” The arrogance all hockey players possess shines through.

“You’re too old for anyone to have a crush on.”

“Just because my joints think I’m an old man doesn’t mean I’m not irresistible. I can still pull a guy in his early twenties. That makes me super-hot.”

“Thirty whole seconds before you took your damn shirt off,” Damon grumbles.
“I need to give these people some sort of gift.” I point to my abs.
“I’d ask for a refund if I were them.”

“Wait, did you pack all my shit too?”
“I just kinda threw everything in a bag.”
“If you wanted me to walk around naked, you could have just said so.”