Unlike my last name, St. Clair, no one would ever call me a saint. In fact, fans of my NHL team, the Atlanta Comets, call me “The Sinner.” According to my sealed juvenile records and the various women I’ve used and discarded, it’s not far off the mark. Doesn’t bother me what they think. I’ve never had a reason to change.
Until the day I spotted the hot blonde in the stands, pounding her hand on the plexi, loudly cursing me out. I didn’t know anything about her, not even her name, but I did know one thing… she was going to end up in my bed, preferably tied to it.
I like danger. Love the rush I get when I do something I shouldn’t. Mostly to get under my overprotective brother, Rocco’s skin. So when Rocco’s biggest NHL rival and new teammate, Sebastien St. Clair, approached me with a proposition, how could I say no?
My plan was flawed from the beginning, but I couldn’t have ever predicted I’d develop feelings for the man they call The Sinner. It’s not like I could act on them. Rocco would kill us both if he ever found out what we did.
But when an unexpected surprise spins my world off its axis, I have to make the most difficult decision of my life.