Remember when I chose Lanark’s captain? Cute. Now he and his rival/teammate are in my bed and the tabloids have questions.
Rafe Calder is still mine, loud, gorgeous, possessive, and way too good at making me forget my own point. After everything we survived, loving him should be the simple part.
Then Donovan Reid walks back into the middle of us.
He is supposed to be another player on my treatment table. Careful. Professional. Safely out of reach.
Except that a match in another state puts us on the same hotel floor, a medical check lasts too long, and dinner between both men turns into the kind of tension no one at the table can miss.
Rafe gets jealous, then curious, Donovan stops pretending distance is enough, and I realize choosing Rafe never made wanting Donovan disappear.
Then the rumors break.
Sponsors want clean optics, the club wants silence, and everyone expects me to choose the version that looks acceptable.
Worst part? The truth might ruin all three of us.
Genre: Romance
Rafe Calder is still mine, loud, gorgeous, possessive, and way too good at making me forget my own point. After everything we survived, loving him should be the simple part.
Then Donovan Reid walks back into the middle of us.
He is supposed to be another player on my treatment table. Careful. Professional. Safely out of reach.
Except that a match in another state puts us on the same hotel floor, a medical check lasts too long, and dinner between both men turns into the kind of tension no one at the table can miss.
Rafe gets jealous, then curious, Donovan stops pretending distance is enough, and I realize choosing Rafe never made wanting Donovan disappear.
Then the rumors break.
Sponsors want clean optics, the club wants silence, and everyone expects me to choose the version that looks acceptable.
Worst part? The truth might ruin all three of us.
Genre: Romance