Hunter

Hunter

I cant be alone. But I cant be in a relationship. And now I cant even score on the ice. Im in a slump.

I figure an off-limits pet sitter is just what I need. Until I see who the agency sent me.

Winter Allen is standing all grown up at my front door.

Shes my hat-trick: the looks, the heart, and the history.

I let her run off to Broadway because she deserved to follow her teenage dreams as much as I did.

We both got everything we wanted. So why does she look so damn lonely?

Winter

I didnt plan to see Hunter Storm again. And I dont plan to tell him why Im back home in New Orleans.

But after one devilish grin, my body tells me Hunters the only man who can help me.

Turns out we both need to score again. So whos to say its a bad idea to mix his fire and my gasoline?

What are we doing? Im not sure, but it feels too good to stop.

*Portions of this story were previously published under the title Easy Puck*