A full plate? More like an overflowing platter. The last thing I have time for is the bad boy next door. Even if he’s hot, sweaty, muscled, pierced, and makes sexy promises that keep me on edge.
My plan when I win a date in Vegas with my brother’s hockey star best friend? Poker and go to sleep early. Instead, I wake up with a ring on my finger and the sexy athlete naked in my bed.
Watching too many women settle for mediocre men has made me lose my taste for relationships, but when I see Duncan Lavoie again after all this time, suddenly I’m starving.
