Hockey was something that left me cold, until now.
My reason to warm up to the game was six-foot-four, wildly sexy, and definitely out of my league. Until he insisted we start dating.
Joel was a former player turned coach turned motivational speaker and investment whiz. Oh, and an old friend of Dad’s. They now coached a hockey team together.
How can I give in to my first taste of raw lust when I’m terrified it won’t last? It’s time for me to grow up and figure out what I want to do with my life.
Joel is caring, seductive, and truly listens. He’s already acting like he’s in love with me. Is it wrong to follow my heart and become lost in his world?