Egotistical Puckboy Special Edition

<p><strong>EZRA</strong></p><p><br></p><p>Partying dudes and hockey. What more could a gay NHL player want?</p><p>If it weren't for Anton Hayes my life would be perfect.</p><p>Not that he affects my life in any way. At all. That would imply I care what the winger from Philly thinks of me.</p><p>Which I don't.</p><p>Not even a one-night stand with him can thaw his misplaced animosity toward me.</p><p>He says I'm the one with the ego but he can talk. He rivals me for most egotistical puck boy in the league.</p><p>I hate him as much as he hates me. Even if I crave a repeat.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>ANTON</strong></p><p>When it comes to hockey I'm all about the game.</p><p>I've worked for years to be one of the best in the league and l've done it without splashing my orientation all over the tabloids.</p><p>My hockey image is one I've carefully cultivated and after one night with Ezra Palaszczuk I risk it all.</p><p>He's cocky obnoxious and has an ego bigger than Massachusetts. And okay maybe he's the sexiest man I've ever known.</p><p>We'll never get along. Not when we sleep together. Not even when my possessive streak awakens.</p><p>That doesn't stop us from falling into bed together over and over again.</p>