still_just_me
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After a one-night stand flips a grumpy hockey goalie's bad luck, he pursues his team's new dental assistant to rebound his abysmal season.
One night, fake names, and no strings. Just a reckless escape from the numbers that dictate my life. Now, he thinks I'm his lucky charm.
Transplanted to San Francisco, I'm free to steer my life's ship. But with Type 1 Diabetes, every day is a new challenge for normalcy, and a year of sleeping on my sister's boyfriend's couch, getting bitten by kids while cleaning their teeth, is not living.
One last bite tips me over the edge. I don't want a plan. I want a distraction. Enter the broody, stranger at a hotel fundraiser-the perfect one-night release until morning comes, and I flee in panic.
Forgetting him is challenging, but my luck turns when I land a specialist dentist's assistant job. It's for the San Francisco Bears, a pro hockey team, where, unfortunately, my steamy one-night stand is actually the team's notoriously grumpy goalie. He's in the middle of a career-ending slump, and his sexist coach is looking for any reason to fire the "distraction" in the dental office.
I need this job to survive. To afford life-saving medicine. Connor needs me to win.
He's convinced that our night together broke his losing streak. Now, he's haunting my dental chair, insisting I'm some key to turn his season around. He's stubborn, obsessive, and looks way too good in a jersey.
But the Coach and GM are watching. My professionalism is hanging on by a thread. If our secret gets out, my new life will be the next thing to crash and burn.
I have to prove that luck has nothing to do with it... before I lose my job, my health, and the one man I was never supposed to see again.
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