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Sweater Weather
Author: Mandi Beck
Series: FU HOCKEY
Unabridged: 7 hr 9 min
Format: Digital Audiobook Download
Publisher: Tantor Media
Published: 06/24/2025
Synopsis
Sweater Weather [swet-er weth-er]
Noun: A slang term meaning hockey season used exclusively by the Fulton University hockey team and their fans.
Saffron Briggs—Fulton University's newest pitcher—hates me. I shouldn't like that fact, but I do. Maybe too much. She claims I'm not her type, which is ridiculous. There's a reason they call me Levi "Sexy" Sexton . . . I'm everyone's type. And thanks to my dad, who just happens to be her softball coach, I'll get my chance to thaw out the ice queen. I'm her new tutor, so she has no choice but to spend time with me. It may be Sweater Weather, but I'll make time to show her what a god I am. On and off the ice.
Levi Sexton—captain of the FU hockey team and my new tutor—drives me crazy. The man has zero boundaries. He doesn't care that I have a boyfriend, that I'm friends with his sisters, or that I don't like him. And I don't. Not even a little. Not when he's winking at me from the ice or when he's telling me how good I look in his hockey sweater and especially not when he's kissing me, which he absolutely should not be doing.
And definitely not when I find myself kissing him back.
I'm pretty sure Sweater Weather isn't supposed to be this hot.
Noun: A slang term meaning hockey season used exclusively by the Fulton University hockey team and their fans.
Saffron Briggs—Fulton University's newest pitcher—hates me. I shouldn't like that fact, but I do. Maybe too much. She claims I'm not her type, which is ridiculous. There's a reason they call me Levi "Sexy" Sexton . . . I'm everyone's type. And thanks to my dad, who just happens to be her softball coach, I'll get my chance to thaw out the ice queen. I'm her new tutor, so she has no choice but to spend time with me. It may be Sweater Weather, but I'll make time to show her what a god I am. On and off the ice.
Levi Sexton—captain of the FU hockey team and my new tutor—drives me crazy. The man has zero boundaries. He doesn't care that I have a boyfriend, that I'm friends with his sisters, or that I don't like him. And I don't. Not even a little. Not when he's winking at me from the ice or when he's telling me how good I look in his hockey sweater and especially not when he's kissing me, which he absolutely should not be doing.
And definitely not when I find myself kissing him back.
I'm pretty sure Sweater Weather isn't supposed to be this hot.
