Hot Ice, Tennessee

A hockey hotshot has me wrapped around his finger… Even after I learn his dirty secret. Jesse is cocky, charming, tattooed, and even more possessive off the ice. …He’s also my friend’s younger brother—which I found out like a puck to the face. He’s too young, too popular, and he knows he has my attention. He’s a college dreamboat, with frat bros riding his jock every day. My world’s different. I spend my days outside on my ranch riding horses, and my nights at the local saloon, looking for something or someone fun. Jesse’s more than just fun, though. I’ve been a lonely, hot mess, but my first time with a hockey player lit a fire in me I haven’t felt in too long. I got a taste, and I don’t want to stop. I’m addicted. To his lips, his mouth, his skin on mine. He should be off-limits, but when he gets all possessive, telling me that I’m his? Only one word comes out of my mouth. Yours.