From Joslyn Westbrook comes a dreamy contemporary romance featuring a pro hockey player and an aspiring prima ballerina whose forbidden fling turned out to be so much more.​​​​​​​

 

There’s nothing wrong with having a secret fling with your older brother’s best friend. 

 

Until feelings get in the way.

 

My fling with a hot-as-puck hockey king seemed like a breezy win-win. 

 

Just as long as we followed a hard set of ground rules:

 

1. Must remain a secret—especially since he's my older brother's best friend.

2. Don't expect more; it’s only a fling.

3. If one of us begins to catch feelings, refer to the line above.

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These rules served a purpose. 

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No distractions to pull his focus away from scoring a hockey championship trophy.

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No diversions to keep me from earning a spot in the esteemed New York City Ballet.

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But as things grew intense between us, my stupid heart began to free fall for a guy I knew would never be more than some casual hook up. 

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And after I decided to end it, get out before I plummeted too deep, Mr. Off Limits slid into my DMs...

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Lolita,

We agreed to stop, but you’re still on my mind.

Not being able to see, kiss, and hold you will ruin me. 

This no-strings thing between us has never been simple. 

Maybe we’ve become more than just a fling.

Meet me tomorrow night.

You know the place. 

Enzo

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Perhaps some rules are meant to be broken.