As hockey’s toughest enforcer, I’ve spent my entire career dropping gloves and racking up minutes in the sin bin.
But nothing has ever sent me to the penalty box faster than one reckless, hot as hell night with my publicist.
Sleeping with Zoe Mackenzie didn’t just decimate our professional relationship, it shattered us, too.
Now I’m living in a new city, playing for a new team, and staring down the barrel of the Blades’ final ultimatum:
Fix my bad boy reputation or kiss my stick goodbye.
Then I walk into my new PR firm and see her sitting behind the desk.
The one woman who hates my guts.
The same woman I’ve spent the last year unable to forget.
And now she has the power to get me benched for good.
Zoe:
F*ck my life.
