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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 16h

Stella told her side with a lot more kindness that I deserved. She described being hurt, and how that had affected her audition. The makeover story, with old video clips of her actual audition, came across cute. Even with the fuzzy footage, she was great. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

My husband has stated that the main difference between us is that I do not believe you can have too much cheese on a dish, and he does. Can we salvage this marriage?

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

I had to stop staring at her. I turned back, dropping my head on the plaid pillow I’d swiped from Lina’s couch. I had enough food and water for today and tomorrow, but if Skye couldn’t leave, as much as I liked that, I didn’t have a lot to keep us going. We might have to raid the tin cans. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

He looked around, and then focused on the players warming up on the ice. "Is that your guy?" He nodded his head towards Royd. Royd was on the ice, stretching. He was crazy flexible. That had her lizard brain heading down some very not safe for works rabbit holes and she had to rein it in. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

"I took classes in the off season." "Really?" she asked, skeptically. "It was a way to meet women." He answered offhandedly, then closed his eyes as the realization of what he'd said struck home. "I didn't think meeting women was a problem." Her voice made ice seem warm in comparison. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

We each served some on our plates, Cooper explaining to me what the mix of rice and noodle dishes were. I took a bite, and damn, it was good. “Conny is back on the ice now. So I hope that’s not bothering you?” “No. Well, a little. The game is dangerous, but I don’t like hurting someone.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

We behaved on the subway, mostly. Wayne stood behind me, his hand on my back, occasionally dipping down to my ass. I took advantage of the movement of the cars to press back against him. Once we were up at street level, I pushed him against a wall and kissed him, not holding back anything. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

The tables were close, and as usual we talked in French. We had some wine and the plat du jour, lingering over the meal in a way that was vastly different to North America. There’d been a lot of things to adjust to when I was first offered a contract here. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

The girl had blonde hair and blue eyes, unlike her mom. She had straight black brows that stood out in contrast, and as she smiled at the photographer, dimples dented her cheeks. Grady stood, nailed to the spot. This was his daughter. Holy hell indeed. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Why the hell didn’t I figure this out earlier? “And your knee injury? Totally unfair. That was a bogus hit and should never have happened.” Another pause and I wondered if I’d put my foot in it. My knees were still working fine, but that didn’t keep me from being a healthy scratch. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

He dropped his head on his hands, elbows resting on his thighs. “I just…didn’t want our first kiss to be fake.” I opened my mouth but didn’t know what to say. Our first kiss? I thought back to that night. He was right. “Sorry, it caught me off guard. I'll be okay next time.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

There were two bottles of white wine, and in the freezer five kinds of ice cream. I grabbed some rocky road and dug out cutlery and a mug as well as sugar while the coffee brewed. Coffee and ice cream for breakfast. Not on any diet, but food you ate after a breakup didn’t count, right? #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

I knew Jimmy had never had sex: neither had I. “Why does he care?” “Because of what my parents do. He thinks it’s a big joke, that the guy whose parents have the sex shop hasn’t done it.” I knew Jimmy took some flack for his parents’ business. My parents were prime examples. “Lie.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

My flight was delayed, and when we finally got in the air, the guy ahead of me pushed his seat all the way back. For a two-hour flight. If that wasn’t frustrating enough, the row I was sitting in had no power for the plugs or chargers. The battery bars on my phone were so low... #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

I tried not to stare at him, but at the same time, I wanted to observe every little movement and expression on his face to figure out what he was thinking. I shouldn’t have avoided the talk, but I was so damned scared I might have messed up the single most important relationship I had now. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

"She was a competitive swimmer. Like, national championship level. During the playoffs, we heard the story and thought Mike must be really bad." Troy grinned. "We had a swimming race at the hotel pool in New York: any of us who wanted against Bridget. Man, she made us look bad." #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

“I’m not angry, just processing.” He ran his hand through her hair, pausing as he reached the back of her neck. He tugged her forward, and kissed her. “You’re lucky that I haven’t had anyone to meddle for a long time, so maybe I don’t mind it as much as I should.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

"He's not the first - and I don't mean you were either. It happens. Guys get too big for their britches, and they have to take a tumble before they learn." Royd's shook his head. "But his tumble can hurt other people." She sighed. "True. But some people have to learn the hard way." #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

Cooper didn’t know, did he? We were trying to keep the circle of people aware of the fake dating small enough that the news wouldn’t spill. I’d told my parents, because they knew the real reason for my meltdown. The Blaze PR people, Luke and Megan. That was already a lot of people. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

The captain, a star player, supports - no, wait. Not in my world. In my world he would rather retire than play with that guy. Maybe someday writing solidly moral people won't seem like a fantasy.

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

There's been a lot of drama in the Oiler's organization lately, and I've just realized, this book I've been writing since spring actually has a lot of parallels. Professional ice hockey team brings in new coach. Coach wants to bring in a player with a reputation for sexual assault (never proven).

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

It wasn't much of a river - in spring, it could give a good impression of something, but as water levels fell with the warm summer weather, it became little more than a stream. There was a pool where the riverbed widened, and trees for shade. Grady and Harry sometimes even caught a fish. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

It would served Marla right to need to explain that to her daughter. Then maybe she could explain it to him. Marla was sending out mixed signals, and he'd like to know if it was the cider that gave him that grind, or the cider just made her relaxed enough to express how she really felt. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Marla and Grady sat on the edge of the tub, watching the timer on his watch. A small plastic tube sat on the countertop across from them. "I can't believe that we have a teenage daughter and neither of us has been through this before." Marla said. "We should know this." #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

I'm still waiting too. Sent it in first last August, it wasn't in the system, reapplied December. Did the birth certificate thing at the embassy in February. Letter in June asking me to register my business (Passport Talente) and that was another problem, but that seems to be handled so maybe soon?

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

'Absolutely. Discount for fellow Canadians.' Three dots appeared and disappeared. Humor didn’t always translate to texts. What if she thought I really wanted to be paid? 'That was a joke. I’m not expecting payment.' The three dots again 'I thought jokes were supposed to be funny' #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

He nodded. “When you’re ready, come to my room. I’ve got condoms.” The air punched out of my lungs. We were doing this. I had butterflies from nerves, but underneath…excitement. I wanted this. I stood up and headed to my room. I didn’t run, but it was an effort to maintain a normal pace. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

I turned to Jimmy. “Just so you know – if you woke up with a dead body beside you, Herb’s the one to call to dispose of it. Martha is the one who likely killed whoever, and Demi will hold your hand and tell you everything will be okay.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Did I want to be in perfect condition before anyone saw all of me like that? Yeah, part of me did. For years, that had been my thing. Looking good, giving people as close to a perfect exterior as I could. But another part of me wanted to say f**k it. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

“Do you regret the way it worked out – being in France for the past few months?” He didn’t meet my eyes as he asked. There were a couple of ways to interpret that. The hockey way, or the personal way. He wasn’t asking about hockey. “I can’t regret coming here. That was a dream come true.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

When the band played, his world narrowed to his drum kit, the band and the emotion of the crowd, all layered over the beat he created. At the end of every show he was wired up, coated in sweat, and exhausted. And for the duration of that show, he was in a zone where nothing could hurt him. #wipnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

Demi glanced away and ran her teeth over her bottom lip. I knew that look. She was thinking about something more than the end of the movie. “What’s up?” I asked. She raised one shoulder. “Are you sure you and Jimmy never—I mean, there was never anything there?” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

Assuming Marla returned for the rest of the summer as well, as he hoped she would, this could be a problem. If this group was planning to rig the auction, it would be embarrassing for Marla. And maybe for you too when she leaves anyway, said an inconvenient voice in his head. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

I’m wide. D2D reports the following afternoon. So I have to grit my teeth for hours to see if it’s going to save my streak.

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

“Neither of us know where we’re going after this season, so we’re keeping it casual.” The words tasted sour in my mouth, but it was the truth. Hockey was Riley’s priority. I was somewhere down the list, and it was probably better for my mental well being if I didn’t know how far down. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

Stella smiled wickedly. “If I wasn’t afraid that I was taking advantage of you, I’d jump you in the elevator.” I met her smile with one of my own. “I don’t mind if you take advantage of me. I think I’d like that.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

Candlelight reflected off the crystal and china of the elaborately set table. The walls were paneled in wood, and rich curtains covered the windows. The table could seat a dozen, instead of the five people currently dining. Footmen hovered, ready as soon as the second course was finished. #wipsnip

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

It was frustrating, but Grand insisted she was on it. He’d have dealt with it himself except that she had a sparkle in her eye when she talked about it. He wouldn’t do anything to dim that sparkle. After her collapse, he’d been afraid she’d never recover. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

Her mind couldn't settle on one topic. That incident in Vegas...then eloping there...the first time she met Royd...making lasagna with him. Apparently, she hadn't dealt with the past as effectively as she'd thought. Stuffing those memories away into a box didn’t quite do it. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

Mary wouldn’t have left the place like this. Had some stranger actually squatted here? I heard footsteps coming down the stairs from the second floor and pressed 9 and 1 before the person came in sight. I held my breath, finger trembling on the 1 button. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

Marla tugged at a recalcitrant weed, almost pulling out a flower by mistake. Gardening as therapy wasn’t a perfect science. The next weed didn’t have a good root, so the forceful tug left Marla on her ass. Perhaps she was pulling a little harder than necessary. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

I passed by the open green room door and couldn’t stop myself from peeking. No Jimmy. Just Herb, demolishing a bag of the weird potato chips that he put in every rider. He said all rockstars needed to be a little difficult. I fought back the urge to grab the bag and throw it in his face #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 30/08/2026

I left the lawyer’s corner office, with an envelope containing the mess Sharlene’s death had left for me in one hand. The place was big and full of cubicles, so I fought to keep my expression impassive while pushing down a roiling soup of anger, grief, guilt and regret. #wipsnip

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Jess was getting pretty adept at working one-handed. She was able to get herself a cup of tea while bouncing her baby and left it on the counter when she returned the baby who was dropping back to sleep to his crib. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

Not the kind of friends I’d ever thought I’d have. I was a waitress. Ordinary, unexciting…but now I could call a tax attorney, a math genius, an Olympic medalist and the twin of a hockey player as my friends. And they were – it wasn’t just a name. Despite how little we had in common. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

Quiet – but not right. There were strange smells, and the living room and kitchen were still a mess. I shot to my feet and ran into the kitchen. I pulled the garbage bag out of the can, and then through the back door to the bin. Back inside, a fresh bag inserted, and I started to clean. #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Somers is a friend - I did some bookkeeping for him.

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

“You know, this really isn’t the wild rock-’n-roll lifestyle people would expect,” I said. Demi picked up the bottle of wine and started to pour. “No? Should we drink beer or whiskey instead?” Stella snickered. “I think he was expecting tequila shots on groupies.” #wipsnips

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Kim Findlay (she/her) @authorkimfindlay.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

There were those white fences, the kind they used for horse farms, around the greenest grass I’d ever seen. It would cost a fortune to keep grass that verdant, and probably leave a carbon footprint the size of Bigfoot, but there was no denying it was beautiful. #wipsnips

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