Love, Pucks, and Other Stories

I hated hockey players. While the Rush had cleaned up their act and were no long wreaking havoc in my town, Joel—captain and a talented forward on the team—was wreaking havoc on my life. He’d made it his mission to push my buttons on a regular basis. The man was equal parts infuriating and distracting… And gorgeous. The worst part? I hadn’t expected that I would like him. That I would want him. That I would become desperate for him to want me back.