SOLA Empire Hockey Romance Series by London Casey

It was supposed to be ‘WIN A DATE WITH A HOCKEY PLAYER’ … not ‘GO OUT ON A DATE AND GET PREGNANT! ’. * * *. The best way to end a bad week? Get dressed up and go to some charity event and eat and drink for free. That’s what my best friend made me do. What I didn’t know was that I would be part of a “WIN A DATE WITH A HOCKEY PLAYER” contest. And it just so happens… I won. I ended up on stage with this gigantic hunk of a man. Next, we’re going out on a date... moreIt was supposed to be ‘WIN A DATE WITH A HOCKEY PLAYER’ … not ‘GO OUT ON A DATE AND GET PREGNANT! ’. * * *. The best way to end a bad week? Get dressed up and go to some charity event and eat and drink for free. That’s what my best friend made me do. What I didn’t know was that I would be part of a “WIN A DATE WITH A HOCKEY PLAYER” contest. And it just so happens… I won. I ended up on stage with this gigantic hunk of a man. Next, we’re going out on a date. The part where I ended up in his bed? That was all my decision. The part where I ended up peeing on a pregnancy test and it came up positive? Well, let’s just call that fate…. less

My best bud asks me if I can let his younger, forever pain-in-the-you-know-what sister crash at my place while she gets settled into a new job. I say yes. Why not? Except I forget it’s been ten years since I’ve seen her dorky, mouth-full-of-braces face… and what shows up at my door is a beautiful WOMAN who is about to ruin my life…. * * *. My personal life is a disaster. Yes, I might be in danger from a psycho ex... moreMy best bud asks me if I can let his younger, forever pain-in-the-you-know-what sister crash at my place while she gets settled into a new job. I say yes. Why not? Except I forget it’s been ten years since I’ve seen her dorky, mouth-full-of-braces face… and what shows up at my door is a beautiful WOMAN who is about to ruin my life…. * * *. My personal life is a disaster. Yes, I might be in danger from a psycho ex. No, I haven’t told anyone what’s happening… That’s how I sort of end up at my brother’s best friend’s door. Seb was my first crush. My love. The boy I dreamed about marrying someday. Even though to him I was just his best friend’s pain-in-the-you-know-what sister. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. The second Seb eyes me up and down, I feel more alive than I’ve been in a long time. Seb has been gorgeous from day one. Me? Not so much. Seb knows the ‘one rule’ to survive life - not to get too close to me. A silly rule because in what world would Seb and I *actually* hook up? Well… I’m living in that world now. Things get hotter. And more dangerous. In more ways than one. I’m about to find out just how far Seb will go to love me… and protect me. less

After some “off the ice legal troubles” I’m forced to see a sports psychologist. A shrink? Bullsh*t . The only thing that makes this worse is the doc I have to see is the first and only girl- slash -woman to ever break my heart. (And now she wants to deep dive into the deepest and darkest parts of my mind? ). ***. I’m in BIG trouble. Morally. Ethically... moreAfter some “off the ice legal troubles” I’m forced to see a sports psychologist. A shrink? Bullsh*t . The only thing that makes this worse is the doc I have to see is the first and only girl- slash -woman to ever break my heart. (And now she wants to deep dive into the deepest and darkest parts of my mind? ). ***. I’m in BIG trouble. Morally. Ethically. Legally? (Maybe that one is a little bit of a stretch…) Okay, ready for the story? (Inhales a deep breath…) The guy I’ve been with for a long time, who can’t get hard for me, says he can get hard for strippers and other women… So this is my issue now? (Why does that matter? ) Because… I’m a psychologist. I’m a trained professional. I’m a DOCTOR, dammit . So when I see my first true love’s name on a form, the right thing to do is pass it along. I cannot see Joe as a patient. Not after all we went through. Yet there I am, ignoring all half decent judgement, and next thing I know, Joe is sitting across from me… He’s angry. He’s temporarily suspended from his hockey team. There’s millions of dollars on the line. His career. My career. All those ethic and moral boundaries I mentioned earlier. (But I’m still in love with Joe! I never stopped loving him! ) Well, I guess I just gave away what you assumed would happen next… because Joe and I are like popcorn kernels meeting oil and heat. (OMG - does that make any sense at all? ) I don’t know. . . maybe my life and career imploding is just one big romantic gesture! (UGH - Joe was just supposed to always be my ex! ). less