From USA Today bestselling author and author of The Brimstone Lords MC series comes a brand new steamy hockey romance about two friends who have a major falling out and their very angry reunion.
Two Friends.
One Night.
Game Over.
Friends to enemies to lovers—sounds romantic, doesn't it?
Not so much. In reality, we had angry—well, let's just say we had an angry reunion.
It all started when I offered to be my best friend's date for a charity event. When I say best friend, I mean we met when we were six years old. I came running every time he needed me. And he needed me a lot considering he's the star center for the fastest-rising team in the NHL, the Charleston Copperheads. Yeah, you heard me right. My best friend was the Grant Bishop.
Now I may be curvier than the average girl, but that never seemed to bother him before. But for some reason, for this event, he worried about the media thinking we were together. Talk about a gut punch. That was the moment I realized how one-sided our relationship had always been.
For my peace of mind, I had to cut Grant out of my life cold turkey. I blocked his number, then I changed my own. Finally, I moved back to our hometown to start my catering business, Treat Yourself. It sucked that I had to give up hockey. I loved hockey. But what I didn't love was reminders of my former friend, so hockey had to go.
For three blissful years, I avoided that jerk. Well, that all came to a head—and you get my meaning—when he cornered me against a fence at his cousin's wedding "to talk". And let me just say, that "talk" had some major consequences.
I don't know if I can trust him because I do know my heart can't take another disappointment.
What do I do?
Genre: Romance
Two Friends.
One Night.
Game Over.
Friends to enemies to lovers—sounds romantic, doesn't it?
Not so much. In reality, we had angry—well, let's just say we had an angry reunion.
It all started when I offered to be my best friend's date for a charity event. When I say best friend, I mean we met when we were six years old. I came running every time he needed me. And he needed me a lot considering he's the star center for the fastest-rising team in the NHL, the Charleston Copperheads. Yeah, you heard me right. My best friend was the Grant Bishop.
Now I may be curvier than the average girl, but that never seemed to bother him before. But for some reason, for this event, he worried about the media thinking we were together. Talk about a gut punch. That was the moment I realized how one-sided our relationship had always been.
For my peace of mind, I had to cut Grant out of my life cold turkey. I blocked his number, then I changed my own. Finally, I moved back to our hometown to start my catering business, Treat Yourself. It sucked that I had to give up hockey. I loved hockey. But what I didn't love was reminders of my former friend, so hockey had to go.
For three blissful years, I avoided that jerk. Well, that all came to a head—and you get my meaning—when he cornered me against a fence at his cousin's wedding "to talk". And let me just say, that "talk" had some major consequences.
I don't know if I can trust him because I do know my heart can't take another disappointment.
What do I do?
Genre: Romance
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