A BRAND NEW STANDALONE HATE-TO-LOVE, BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND HOCKEY ROMANCE.

Hate is a gentle word. Eternal loathing is more accurate. Pro hockey player with a filthy reputation and an even filthier mouth? Thats Tristan Stiles, also known as my brothers best friend and my ungodly hot new roommate.

I thought it would be fine, just a quick stay after I rage quit my job while I look for a new place.
I was wrong.
Its not fine.
We fight. We bicker. We taunt each other like its a brutal Olympic sport.

Tristan never wears a shirt and looks like my every sexy nightmare come to life, complete with perfect abs.

He was my secret crush growing up, but Im not the little kid wishing for his attention anymore.
If we cant keep our clothes on, well both go down in flames.
But Im addicted to how he makes my body feel.
I cant stop falling into his bed.

That line between hate and love? Its looking pretty thin.
Now Im wondering how either of us will walk away unscathed.