A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

Lucky Beneventi might be the villain in my fairytale, but given the choice, I’m not sure I’d have it any other way. My brother’s best friend and Philly’s favorite football player is the same cocky bad boy every girl wants and the dangerous temptation I was never supposed to touch. Until I did. . . And now I can’t stop.

Rome Beneventi is a walking, talking bad decision—six feet, five inches of tattoos, temptation, and trouble wrapped in a smirk and dipped in sin. This MMA champion should come with a warning label . . . or at the very least a disclaimer. I sell books, and he breaks bones. We are not on the same page. At least not until he discovers my secret and instead of keeping it, blackmails me into fake dating him.

I've been called football royalty my entire life. Born into a family that has experienced the highs and lows of the game. Constantly surrounded by football players and coaches. Now I'm following my father across the country for yet another team. I'm supposed to be spending this year finding myself, but can I do that with Brady by my side, or is he just another player? 

Easton Hayes has been my knight in shining hockey skates since he saved my life. This devastatingly handsome grump may be everyone's favorite goalie, but to me, he's my strength when demons haunt my dreams. And okay—so maybe he's also the only man I've ever loved. But he doesn't need to know that. We're friends. It works for us.