Bad Motherpuckers | Book 6
Bree Marks is my best friend…
My secret crush…
And—wait for it—cursed with a deadly allergy to erecto-plasm. As in she’ll seriously swell up and die if seminal fluid even touches her. Which means finding the perfect guy to punch her V card is literally a matter of life and death.
She wants a no-strings summer fling, but she needs someone she can trust. A puck buddy who isn’t going to get overly emotional. Someone who’s as savvy in the sack as he is on the ice.
That’s where I come in.
It’s a simple request, really—and one I would be happy to honor.
If it weren’t for the whole life-and-death thing.
If I hadn’t just been traded to a team thousands of miles away from this girl who makes me think not all relationships are a losing game.
If I wasn’t already crazy in love with her.
This arrangement is a disaster waiting to happen, but the heart wants what it wants, and mine wants Bree, danger and all.
Bad Motherpuckers: Volume 1
Bad Motherpuckers | Book 7
Three HOT Standalone hockey rom coms including…
HOT AS PUCK
The things I want to do to my sweet, kindergarten-teaching, mitten-crocheting best friend Libby Collins are ten different kinds of wrong. Maybe twenty.
But I'm a firm believer in teaching by example, and by the end of our first sex lesson, we've graduated to a hands on approach to her education: my hands all over her, her hands all over me, and her hot mouth melting beneath mine as I prove to her there isn't a damned thing wrong with the way she kisses.
Give me a month, and I'll transform Libby from wall flower to wall banger, and ensure she's confident enough to seduce any guy she wants. Problem is... the only guy I want her seducing is me.
Laura Collins is the last woman I should be thinking about taking in the back seat of my car, in the woods behind my in-laws' house, or in a hotel room where we're sharing one very small, very squeaky bed.
I need a steady, stable influence for my daughter, not a fling with this too wild, too young, too impulsive red head. So what if she's beautiful and intense and passionate and has the biggest heart I've ever known? I don't want to fall in love. I really don't. The whole "pretend girlfriend" thing was supposed to solve my problems, buy me a little more time.
But when it comes to Laura? Hell, maybe I'm just not cut out for faking it.
I hate my new roommate…And I want to do dirty, delicious things to her in that swing she installed that we both know has nothing to do with aerial yoga.
Neither of which is good, considering Diana Daniels is my NHL team captain's little sister, and he will break my face if I'm not a perfect gentleman. I try to be. Really, I do. But Diana has all sorts of Jedi mind tricks to make a man obsessed with getting her into bed, and I'm not gonna lie--I fall for every single one of them.
Especially the one where she warns me not to fall for her.