Blakely Stone

I broke my #1 rule and slept with the girl next door.
Now, my usually guarded heart is skating on thin ice.

New city, new NHL team, same dating rules: no doubling back.
I learned the hard way after heartbreak that one and done is my MO.

Then Emery, a past one-night-stand, moves in next door.
I can’t stop obsessing about her legs wrapped around my head again.

I propose a friends-with-benefits arrangement and to my delight, she agrees.
Passions explode and boundaries blur as I re-explore every inch of her curvy body.

Our superficial game deepens faster than a slapshot from center ice.
In spite of doing everything I can think to slow the puck, I’m falling for her.

Only problem – commitment was never part of the deal.
If I can’t convince her to reconsider, we’re both playing to lose.