Goal Line (The Dartmouth Cobras Book 7) - Plot & Excerpts
Dominik blinked and looked over at Hunt, who was sitting on the bench a few feet away from him with the bottom half of his equipment on, staring at his phone as though he’d been struck dumb. Dominik shook his head, sure he’d heard wrong. “What?” Hunt plunked his phone onto his sports bag and raked his fingers through his close-shaven hair. The poor boy looked just as confused as Dominik was. “Not sure how that happened. I have to talk to my dad. He has power of attorney because I don’t want to deal with all the money shit. He pays my personal trainer and my manager and… I guess he thought it was a good investment?” What the hell? Dominik’s jaw hardened. He’d heard about this happening to other players. Not just the young ones either. It wasn’t any of his business, but why the fuck was Hunt finding out about this right before their first game in the goddamn playoffs? Other players were filling the room, and Dominik was sure Hunt didn’t want everyone to know, so he shifted over and kept his tone low.
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