The Pucking Wrong Guy

The book has such a raw, emotional edge but also moments of vulnerability. I'm curious how the author approached blending these tones seamlessly.

The characters' history is messy and painful, which made me question whether their love is healthy or just addictive. What was your take on their dynamic?

The hockey environment adds a gritty, competitive backdrop that feels authentic. I wonder if the author’s personal connection to hockey shaped this aspect.