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Order now and receive the stunning DELUXE FIRST PRINT RUN while supplies last-featuring gorgeous sprayed edges with stenciled artwork and special cover design features. This breathtaking collectible is only available as part of a LIMITED FIRST PRINT RUN in the US and Canada only, a must-have for any book lover. She thought it was just one night. But hockey's biggest player wants more in this clever and sexy rom-com. Now with exclusive, new bonus material. I have zero interest in legendary hockey player Alex Waters or his pretty, beat-up face and six-pack abs. Having a famous pro athlete for a stepbrother means I'm aware that a lot of these guys are notorious f-boys. The only hockey games I attend are under duress. That is, until Alex starts talking books to me. Then he becomes more than just a hot body with the face to match. And soon I discover just how good Alex is with the hockey stick in his pants. But I consider our night of orgasmic magic just that: one night. Except Alex starts to call. And text. And email and send extravagant-and quirky-gifts. Suddenly, he's too difficult to ignore and nearly impossible not to like. The problem?Alex is a total player. And me?I don't want to be part of the game. Order now and receive the stunning DELUXE FIRST PRINT RUN while supplies last―featuring gorgeous sprayed edges with stenciled artwork and special cover design features. This breathtaking collectible is only available as part of a LIMITED FIRST PRINT RUN in the US and Canada only, a must-have for any book lover. She thought it was just one night. But hockey''s biggest player wants more in this clever and sexy rom-com. Now with exclusive, new bonus material. I have zero interest in legendary hockey player Alex Waters or his pretty, beat-up face and six-pack abs. Having a famous pro athlete for a stepbrother means I’m aware that a lot of these guys are notorious f-boys. The only hockey games I attend are under duress. That is, until Alex starts talking books to me. Then he becomes more than just a hot body with the face to match. And soon I discover just how good Alex is with the hockey stick in his pants. But I consider our night of orgasmic magic just that: one night. Except Alex starts to call. And text. And email and send extravagant—and quirky—gifts. Suddenly, he''s too difficult to ignore and nearly impossible not to like. The problem?Alex is a total player. And me?I don’t want to be part of the game.