Good looks and wads of cash usually get me whatever I desire, unless I desire a box of my favorite cereal at the grocery store right before it closes. As if tonight's loss wasn't bad enough, I'm now watching said box of cereal, my literal good luck charm, disappear in some woman's cart.
The brazen woman denies my cash offer along with my proposal for a more intimate payment. How much loss can a man take in one day?
At this point, who cares how rude I am to her? She's public enemy number one and chances of seeing her again are slim to none. That is, until she appears at the arena the next morning as the newest marketing rep for the Chicago Red Tails hockey team.
Just my luck.
Carissa Smallson is feisty, outspoken, and boldly confident. She's also funny, down to earth, and.ugh, she's insanely pretty. Everything about her is both unbelievably annoying and terrifyingly attractive.
As Captain of the team, I'm always laser focused on my job, but lately I can't stop thinking about her. I lead my team to victory night after night. Hustle, hit, and never quit.
But if I'm not careful, she could knock me off my game.
