He’s a player. End of story.
I’m not interested.
Something about her lights me up inside. Makes me reckless.
So what if she doesn’t like me?
I like her—a lot.
And once I turn on the charm, she doesn’t stand a chance.
Fine. Maybe we can use each other for sex.
And the occasional late night conversation that nobody else will understand. That doesn’t mean anything…
* They don’t like each other, but they both like sex—and watching
* They have more in common with each other than they want to admit
* Sometimes the best fuck buddies are friends, too
* This is a hockey romance heavy on body-checking and double entendres, and light on ice-time. Let’s call it hockey-adjacent. We make up for that with angsty fighting, happy screwing, and a love story so secret even the main characters don’t see it coming.
Tate and Sasha
Loved this story as well, looking forward to more books in this series.
My Hat trick
Fantastic getting to know Sasha and Tate all that much more . Fantastic story . Smoking hot ..
Another 5 star edition!!
Tate and Sasha!! So sexy. So filthy. So beautiful. Another winner, ladies!!