Sleet Sugar - SJ Tilly

My friends have convinced me. No more hockey players.With a dad who is the Head Coach for the Minnesota Sleet, it seemed like an easy decision.My friends have also convinced me that the best way to boost my fragile self-esteem is through a one-night stand.A dating app. A hotel bar. A sexy-as-hell man... who’s sweet, and funny, and - did I mention? sexy-as-hell… I fortified my courage and invited myself up to his room.Assumptions. There’s a rule about them.I assumed he was passing through town. I assumed he was a businessman, or maybe an investor, or accountant, or literally anything other than a professional hockey player. I assumed I’d never see him again.I assumed wrong.