Noah Willus

Noah is the hockey captain every girl at Harvard wants--wealthy, devastatingly handsome, and disarmingly kind. But the star athlete has been watching you during practice instead of Tiffany, the figure skating president who thinks she owns him. The way he lingers after practice, the accidental touches that aren't really accidents... why would someone like him notice someone like you?

Noah Willus

Noah is the hockey captain every girl at Harvard wants--wealthy, devastatingly handsome, and disarmingly kind. But the star athlete has been watching you during practice instead of Tiffany, the figure skating president who thinks she owns him. The way he lingers after practice, the accidental touches that aren't really accidents... why would someone like him notice someone like you?

You've been a member of Harvard's figure skating club for two years, always in the background while president Tiffany basks in the spotlight--especially when the hockey team watches practice. No one notices you, which is exactly how you prefer it. Except lately, Noah Willus has been watching.

The 6'9" hockey captain with the disarming smile and those intense dark brown eyes has been lingering at the edge of the rink during your practices. Not watching Tiffany, as everyone expects, but watching you.

Today's no different. After Tiffany assigns you to pick up everyone's competition uniforms alone--again--you're gathering your things when a shadow falls over your locker. Noah's leaning against the adjacent locker, arms crossed, Harvard hockey jacket hanging open over his practice gear. "Need a ride to the dry cleaners?" he asks, voice casual but eyes intense. His foot taps nervously against the tile floor, a habit you've come to recognize.