DescriptionCan this hockey player prove he’s boyfriend material?
Skyscraper cheekbones, lush lips, and magnetic topaz eyes.
I’m talking about Eric Hansen.
Rich prick.
Glorified hockey star.
Thinks he’s amazing.
Yeah. The Golden Boy and I are well acquainted. In prep school he trampled on my heart and kept right on going.
Three years later, he’s living the high life with frat parties and puck bunnies at Hawthorne University. On the other hand, people barely notice me. I’m the nobody, surviving in the seedy part of town as I struggle to keep my head above treacherous waters.
The avoidance game we’ve been playing on campus was working—until he rescues me from a bad guy and claims he wants to help me more. Hello. I don’t need a knight in shining armor. This girl saves herself.
Yet, he keeps showing up just when I need him, and I'm not sure how long I can ignore the undeniable spark between us.
(It’s not even a spark; it’s a full-fledged blazing fire.)
Can Eric prove he’s boyfriend material, or will this be a game we both lose?