Two Minutes for Holding

About this book

Three years after a hit from behind ended her brother’s hockey career, physiotherapist Mercy Calloway takes a job with the same club. Twice a week her hands are on the player who threw that hit, and she means to prove it was never clean. A dark-edged sports romance.

He put her brother in a wheelchair. Now her hands are on his body twice a week, and she is the only one who can tell when he is lying.

Mercy Calloway made one phone call. She got her nineteen-year-old brother a tryout he did not want, she talked him into it, she drove him there. Thirteen months later a check from behind ended his career and most of what his body could do, and the league ruled it clean. Three years on she takes the head physiotherapist job with the same club — not to heal anyone, but to prove that Gideon Roux did not play clean.

Gideon knows exactly who she is by the end of her first day, and says nothing. He lets her put her hands on him twice a week and does not tell her that the hit was ordered, or by whom, or what it bought. Mercy has one season before the medical archive is purged. What she finds in a spiral notebook at the back of a locker is not the story she came for — and the men who wrote the numbers in it have started to notice that she is asking.

Perfect for fans of Elle Kennedy and Rina Kent.

Book 1 in the Cold Harbor Saints series. Each book follows a new couple and can be read as a standalone.

Dark-edge sports romance for adult readers. Contains on-page explicit content, graphic on-ice violence, spinal-cord injury and its lasting consequences, coercion of an adult by an employer, and grief.

Her hands are already on him. Start tonight.