Blocker
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Samantha Whiskeyová je manželka, matka, milovnice svých psů a romantických románů. Není jí cizí hokej, drsní alpha samci a vysoká dávka trapnosti. Ukrývá se, aby psala knihy, o kterých její rodičovské sdružení nikdy nebude vědět. Pokud chcete být informováni o jejích nejnovějších sexy čteních, přihlaste se k odběru jejího newsletteru!
I’m the Seattle Sharks’ power forward.The rising star. The sniper. The skater.On the ice, I’m invincible.Off the ice, there’s room in my heart for only one five-year-old niece. When my addict sister leaves Hannah on my doorstep with nothing but a backpack and a note full of excuses, my entire life shifts.Playoffs or not, keeping my niece out of foster care is my first priority. I need help...from anyone but her. Ivy Harris.Coach’s other daughter.Gorgeous, smart-mouthed, reckless.Hannah’s new BFF and favorite babysitter.Ivy’s been under my skin since she clicked into my life on four-inch heels.The same heels I just caught Hannah playing dress-up in. But Ivy’s never been able to color inside the lines,and with Hannah’s future hanging in the balance,I can’t chance stepping outside them—no matter how badly I want to.Ivy and I fight like pros until our mouths are too busy kissing. The line between enemy and lover is blurry, and if we can’t figure out what we mean to each other, it will cost us everything in the end...including Hannah.
I’m the highest-paid quarterback in the NFL because I know how to read the field. I control the plays—and my life—with absolute precision. Until Liberty Jones delivers the ultimate hit to my blind side with a story about two pink lines. The beautiful, free-spirited brunette has starred in my dreams since she disappeared after our wild weekend in Vegas, but I’ve been burned before. No way in hell am I falling for that line again. But Liberty is the complete opposite of my ex—she’s smart, compassionate, sexy as hell, and couldn’t care less about my money or status. In fact, she’s leaving as soon as she finishes her doctorate. And the baby she’s planning to raise alone? It’s mine—and I want them both. She certainly doesn’t need me, but she can’t deny our sizzling chemistry. I can’t deny that I’m losing my infamous control and falling for her. For the first time in my life, I’m not the only one calling the plays, and one snap decision could crush our happily ever after.