The Zone (Rochester Riot #4)

She's turned demanding to speak to the manager into an art form.

But her name's not Karen, it's Bristol.

And her bossy streak makes me want to risk it all.

During my teammate Cole's wild bachelor party, a sassy blonde puts an unwelcome damper on our raunchy fun.

After just one look... I don't even know what hit me.

She storms into my reckless playboy world with her platinum blonde hair, pouty lips and curves for days.

For the first time since I was drafted, I tee it up, take a swing, and -

Big. Fat. Miss.

** cue screeching tires here **

Bristol McKay delights in heating my heart to smoldering and then leaving it in pieces.

Or does she?

Maybe she has a darn good excuse underneath all that bristling beauty and bluster.

The reason why she's spent her whole life honing her hatred of hockey players.

But I'm going to melt the frost from her wicked tongue and love every single second of it.

Even though every time I taste her, touch her, want her the Universe gives me a thousand reasons why I shouldn't.