"He's everything I hate about hockey players. And now he's my new roommate.
Ryder Hendricks: The most notorious playboy on campus. Infuriatingly sexy with captivating amber eyes paired with a sinfully sculpted body—and arrogant as hell, because he knows it.
Me: A wallflower future librarian whose idea of an exciting night is curling up with a good book or proofreading an essay.
Now we're living together in a house so small we can hardly turn around without bumping into each other.
And, as much as I'd love to deny it, I can hardly close my eyes without imagining his big, strong hands all over me, proving that his reputation in the bedroom is well-deserved.
Would it be so bad if I gave into temptation and crossed the line?
Ryder Hendricks may be able to break my headboard, but if I keep my guard up, there's no way he can break my heart . . . right?"
"I'm in love with my best friend's little sister.
As the star goalie of the championship-winning Hot Shots, I can have my pick of any girl on campus. Except the only one I really want. Talk about irony.
Brooke is beautiful, smart, funny—but, for me, totally off limits. Thanks to her protective older brother, she's going to stay that way. Besides, she only thinks of me as a friend.
At least, that's what I've always thought—until a scorching kiss proves me wrong.
Now, I'm sneaking around behind my best friend's back with his little sister.
It feels wrong. It feels dirty. It feels way too good to stop.
Until her brother finds out, and I'm forced to choose—my lifelong best friend, or the girl who just might be my future."
"Kissing the guy I hate was a mistake. Falling in love with him will be a catastrophe.
Since the first day of class, it was hate at first sight with Tristan River, uber-conceited hockey superstar of Ridley University. Our 'meet cute' was anything but; and when we become co-workers, things only go downhill—fast.
The backhanded remarks, condescending attitude, and cocky smirks are annoying, but I can deal.
What's harder to deal with is the crackling heat every time we pass each other; the way I lose my breath when I gaze into his grey-blue eyes; the dangerous tension that makes me feel temptation I've never known.
How can two people who hate each other keep their mutual lust from turning into a consuming flame? An enemies with benefits arrangement.
It was supposed to be a controlled burn to keep our passions from erupting into an inferno. But once I'm closer to Tristan, I discover a man no one else truly knows. I also discover a past that haunts him.
Will Tristan be able to overcome the demons that hold him back from his feelings? Or will I learn that with a man like Tristan River, love can hurt so much more than hate?"
"Pretending to be in love with my best friend was supposed to be easy—until I realized pretending isn't enough . . .
I'm what most people would call exceptional. For my skills on the ice, for my massive and muscle-clad frame, and, of course, for my suave British accent that makes all the American girls swoon.
And now, I have an exceptional problem. Thanks to a visa screw-up, I need to convince an immigration officer I'm engaged to an American if I want to stay in the country.
My best friend Abby, a brilliant artist with the most luscious curves I've ever laid eyes on, is the natural choice.
She'd do anything for me. I know I can trust her.
But as we spend every day together, as I struggle to keep my eyes from lingering on her, as I get used to waking up with her body warming our bed, as her laughter bouncing off the walls of our crappy apartment becomes my daily soundtrack . . . I'm not sure I can trust myself—not to fall in love, for real."
"Blaze Walker: Notorious bad boy. Star of the hockey team. He spends more time in bed with sorority girls or passed out on frat house floors than he does in classrooms. Which is why he's about to get kicked off the team unless he passes his finals.
Me: Girl genius who started college so young that I've just turned eighteen my senior year. Which has made dating while in college, well, pretty much impossible.
Hence, the v-card.
Blaze and I both have something the other wants. If I tutor him, he'll pass all his exams. And he has a personality so repugnant to me that I can have a totally un-emotional, no-strings-attached first time. Because there's no way I could fall for Blaze Walker.
Not even as my eyes begin to linger a little too long on his jagged muscles, and his on my thighs as we sit next to each other at the study table. Not even as the occasional brush of our hands elicits enough sparks to smell the smoke. Not even as our time studying together begins to peel back layers of the sexy-as-sin jock to reveal someone a lot more complicated than his reputation lets on . . .
Nope, there's just no way. Truly, a plan worthy of my genius. Nothing could go wrong.
Contains mature themes."
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