Toronto Terror

Hockey's most hated player just asked me to marry him. Connor Grace is the league's bad boy–and my best friend's worst enemy. He's the fallen prince of a famous hotel chain dynasty. Me? I'm the foster kid who grew up to be a librarian. I never thought I'd end up in a marriage of convenience to make someone's grandma happy, but here we are. I have no plans to kiss my husband for any reason other than show. I have no plans to fall in love with the arrogant man dressed in a custom suit hiding intricate tattoos. But when we're alone, he drops the mask he wears for the rest of the world. He holds me like he means it when he says I'm his. And I want to believe him. Too bad I learned early on that fairytales aren't real, and nothing good lasts forever.

Things I should never, under any circumstances, ever do: ask my secret crush, aka the most notorious (reformed) playboy in pro hockey, to take my virginity. Too bad, I did. After a string of terrible dates, I did the unthinkable. I propositioned Flip Madden. Of course, he said no. It isn't that he's almost a decade older than me, or that I'm still in university. It's because I'm his coach's oldest daughter. Not to mention my dad would bludgeon him with his hockey stick if he found out. Which he won't, because it will never happen. And now things are awkward because there's no going back. Except Flip is more protective than ever, and his eyes follow me around every room we're in together. He brings flowers to my recitals and reads all the books I recommend. Things I should never, under any circumstances, ever do: hope Flip Madden might actually want me too. *Flip and Tally's coach's daughter, age gap, forbidden romance, and the final standalone in the Toronto Terror Series.