Maeve Carter, Boston Bucks’ team physiotherapist, is the definition of beautiful.
As a former model, her stunning looks have defined her—just ask the paparazzi or the stalker who made her life miserable.
But I see more. Want more. And she can never know that.
You see, she’s my oldest teammates daughter, and I can’t touch that with a ten-foot hockey stick.
Until a single mistake puts her in my bed, turning everything upside down.
You know what they say about the best laid plans—pun intended.
I should walk away. I need to walk away. Except now that I have her where I’ve always wanted her, I’m hooked…hard.
But then we have to fake a relationship to appease my meddling mother. Only problem is, I don’t want to fake it anymore.
What do you think I should do about that?
