Blaze (Westbury Warriors #4)

This enemies to lovers romance is impossible to put down! Full of fiery friction. Funny oil-and-water banter. And enough steamy tension that you’ll feel the fire! Blaze is a book boyfriend you won’t soon forget.

I have a new job. My official title, Public Relations Manager for the Westbury Warriors hockey team, is a mouthful. It’s also a complete lie.

I’m a babysitter for the baddest boy on the Westbury Warriors hockey team: Blaze.

All of the hockey elites have reputations, but there’s only one guy that breaks all the rules. And (thankfully) the only guy who made that bizarre grainy-green night vision video. The one with him and some random girl. She's wearing nothing but the smile on her face and he's wearing nothing but the university’s mascot head.

It went viral.

Now my job is to keep Blaze from being a public relations nightmare. The fact that he hates me means I’m doing it well. Blaze is the guy who cares the least but causes the most amount of stress headaches. He’s covered in tattoos and attitude. If he wasn’t one of the best players on the team, they would’ve kicked him out long ago.

His name is stupidly perfect for him too. He’s fast. He’s hot. And he’s fire in bed. I’m not supposed to know that last part.

But I do.

Clearly, he doesn’t remember the night we shared back when he was a freshman. And that’s the way it’s gonna stay.

I have to stay professional. Even if I crave his heat, I can’t get drawn to his flame, because if I do I know full well what will happen. I’ll get burned.