Temp
I’m Kayla ice queen, corporate shark, the woman who pencils out every contingency and never, ever gets played. Then two Devils players show up in my office unannounced, unwelcome, and dangerously handsome, claiming I’m their “prize.” Riggs, the gruff defenseman with a chip on his shoulder, and Maddox, the party-king winger with a heart of gold, insist they’re not here to extort me but to… what? Date me... protect me... *take* me senseless until I forget how to keep score?
It takes one electric night in a bar’s back-corner line dance for me to realize my perfectly ordered life is missing one very important chaos. They’re relentless, hilarious, and remarkably tender under glossy exteriors. They challenge every rule I’ve ever written for love, and for the first time, I’m not sure I want to win this game alone. Because maybe—I think as their kisses blur the line between business and pleasure—victory is sweeter when you have two teammates at your side.
