Meet Your Match

A Month with Vince Tanev: Twenty-four-seven access to the hotshot rookie from Tampa both on and off the ice.

My managers are ecstatic when I seize the once-in-a-lifetime chance; the title says it all. Naturally, they don't know that I've previously met Vince Cool at an all-star event and that the whole time, we were squabbling.

His shaggy brown hair, heated hazel eyes, rock star sneer, and scar above his eyebrow that makes every woman especially ferocious are all signs that God has favorites, but that doesn't matter.

I know all too well that he's a haughty, conceited playboy, and I vow never to see him again.

However, my CEO and the team's general manager come to an agreement when my coverage of the gala creates excitement. I'll get up close and personal with Tampa's newest flashy toy in order to help fill the arena during home games. I'll be there for him through everything, whether he's practicing, competing, partying, or sipping coffee in his apartment while partially nude.

Vince has a way of getting under my skin. The fine line between desire and hatred soon becomes hazy, and spending all of your waking hours with him makes it impossible to avoid his menacing gaze.

The atmosphere between us sizzles. My inhibitions are melting from the heat of the stress.

However, I am aware of how this tale finishes. I've experienced it before.

Even though I try to keep my heart safe, my body betrays me, and I know that if this guy touches me, I will give in to want.

I believed that I could win this game with Vince Tanev in only one month.

However, I think I've found my mate.