COLBYOnce upon a time, playing for the NHL was my dream. Then Radimir Novicov skated circles around me and made it clear I'd never be good enough. He was smart, talented, and worst of all-sexy. Every closeted guy knows that you don't hit on your teammate, even if his gaze lingers longer than it should.All it took was one drunken close call before our friendship was in tatters, he was called up to the NHL, and I was sent for further conditioning.Playing in the NHL was off the table, so coaching became my new dream.And seventeen years later, I'm finally heading to the big time.Video coach. Pro level. The only downside?It's for Novi's team.NOVIRadimir Novicov is not scared of anything. I am one of the best. Future Hall of Famer. There are two years left on my contract and I will end my career on the highest high anyone did see.Then I will slink into the shadows where no one will hear of me again.Because while I'm playing professionally, I cannot come out and be myself. Not with my family still in Russia.The plan has been set since I first moved to America, and I only have two years left to wait. It should be easy to focus on hockey.Then Colby Kessinger walks back into my life. The teammate with the lopsided smiles and cocky attitude-the one who made my heart want things it can't have.Now two years feels like a lifetime.