If there's one thing I'm not attracted to, it's an arrogant, selfish and foul-mouth hockey player. I know what I want; someone who's good for my body and soul and makes me laugh - and my best friends brother, Matthew Wakefield, gives me none of those things. My goal isn't to make him fall in love with me.
My goal isn't even to be his friend.
But for some reason, I cannot stop crossing paths with Matthew. He gets under my skin...but his voice and laugh makes me tingle at the same time. And even though it makes me melt inside when I find out he's coaching a juniors hockey team, I still cannot stand the sight of him--I mean, what a jackass.
If I refuse to give him anything but sass and sarcasm, it's only because he deserves it...