Hell break every rule in the book to claim his coachs daughter.
Nash Whatley
Coach had two rules when I joined the team: Keep my name out of the press, and dont even think about touching his daughter. The first one? Easy. Im not some rookie with a chip on my shoulder. The second one? Complicated.
Emilia Lariat might just be the thing Ive been missing. But this sassy little minx thinks she can hide what we are together. Well see how easy that is when Ive got her bent over every flat surface in this arena.
She wants to play? Thats fine. But...
Hell break every rule in the book to claim his coachs daughter.
Nash Whatley
Coach had two rules when I joined the team: Keep my name out of the press, and dont even think about touching his daughter. The first one? Easy. Im not some rookie with a chip on my shoulder. The second one? Complicated.
Emilia Lariat might just be the thing Ive been missing. But this sassy little minx thinks she can hide what we are together. Well see how easy that is when Ive got her bent over every flat surface in this arena.
She wants to play? Thats fine. But I came to win, and not even her father will stop me.
Emilia Lariat
When my father told me to meet him in the locker room, the sausage-fest I walked in on wasnt what he had in mind. Now, I know what his entire roster looks like naked. Puck bunnies would kill to be me right now…and Id kill to burn the image from my brain.
Thank God for Nash Whatley, my savior in skates. From the minute the growly giant drags me out of the locker room with his hands over my eyes, hes got my head and heart all messed up.
Hes the last person I should be sneaking around with…but the second he touches me, I forget exactly what were risking. I forget everything but his name.
