SYDNEY is a figure skater who's all about that Olympic dream. She's got tunnel vision when it comes to her goals-no partying, no boys, just ice and grit. But if there's one thing she can't stand, it's the cocky hockey players who think they own the rink. Especially Luke Hughes, the campus golden boy who acts like he's too cool to care about anything that doesn't involve a puck. Luke's the type of guy who gets whatever he wants-girls, attention, a free pass to do whatever the hell he feels like. He's tall, hot as hell, and so confident it's annoying. But he's also carrying a load of pressure no one knows about, and he's damn good at hiding it. Everyone thinks he's the guy with no worries, but the truth is, he's cracking under the weight of living up to his brothers' NHL legacy. That's why Sydney hates him. They're supposed to hate each other, but the tension between them is so thick you could cut it with a skate blade. And once that tension snaps, all bets are off. It's dirty, it's raw, and it's nothing like either of them expected. They can't keep their hands off each other, but when the dust settles, they're both left wondering if this is just a fling or something that's gonna fuck up everything they've worked for.

"So why did you quit gymnastics?" "None of your business." Leah said, her voice dark. "If you won't tell me why you quit, then tell me... why won't you play hockey?" Wes's comment struck a nerve with Leah. Her face softened for just a moment as she looked at the ground. Her fake facade faltering but quickly coming back. "Tell me, Wes. Why did you move?" Leah said returning to her bitch facade. This time Wes's face faltered. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Please read the welcome chapter at the very beginning!! It gives any info that would Normally be in the description!! Best ratings: #1 in gymnasium #1 in gym #1 in gymnast #2 in theboynextdoor #2 in hockey player #2 in competition #1 in defense #3 in sports