The Romance Line

A steamy, grumpy/sunshine ice-hockey romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely. -- The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn’t be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He’s infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. Shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I need, so I grit my teeth and do my job, no matter how hard he makes it. As I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, he becomes impossible to resist and soon, o nly once turns into every night. But the man is entirely off limits. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him. Tropes: ice hockey romance grumpy/sunshine player and publicist forbidden romance workplace romance secret dates hate to love -- Readers LOVE The Romance Line : 'Oh my! Lauren Blakely has done it again!. . . The Love Hockey series is up there with my favourites. Lauren Blakely writes characters with depth, complications, humour and a whole lot of love' ***** Reader Review 'Wow!!! This book was absolutely incredible!' ***** Reader Review 'My new favourite series. A super sexy, super fun sports romance' ***** Reader Review 'To say I loved Max and Everly’s story is an understatement. . . I can’t wait for the next book and I highly recommend reading this one' ***** Reader Review

A steamy, grumpy/sunshine ice-hockey romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely. -- The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn’t be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He’s infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. Shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I need, so I grit my teeth and do my job, no matter how hard he makes it. As I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, he becomes impossible to resist and soon, o nly once turns into every night. But the man is entirely off limits. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him. Tropes: ice hockey romance grumpy/sunshine player and publicist forbidden romance workplace romance secret dates hate to love -- Readers LOVE The Romance Line : 'Oh my! Lauren Blakely has done it again!. . . The Love Hockey series is up there with my favourites. Lauren Blakely writes characters with depth, complications, humour and a whole lot of love' ***** Reader Review 'Wow!!! This book was absolutely incredible!' ***** Reader Review 'My new favourite series. A super sexy, super fun sports romance' ***** Reader Review 'To say I loved Max and Everly’s story is an understatement. . . I can’t wait for the next book and I highly recommend reading this one' ***** Reader Review

The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn't be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He's infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it's foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it's me that melts - right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life. Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life. But the man is entirely off limits and I can't risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.

The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn't be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He's infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it's foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it's me that melts - right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life. Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life. But the man is entirely off limits and I can't risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.

The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn't be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He's infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it's foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it's me that melts - right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life. Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life. But the man is entirely off limits and I can't risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.

The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn't be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He's infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it's foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it's me that melts - right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life. Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life. But the man is entirely off limits and I can't risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.