Enticing the Enforcer

“I’m selfish. I’m entitled. Even if I get you, I’m still going to want you again tomorrow.”

Being the most recognizable pop star in the world has its perks: Private planes, sold-out arenas, and a devoted fanbase called The Flock.
But it also comes with downsides. Every man I’ve dated has either wanted to use me, tame me, or shrink me to fit inside a box.
So when a bold, cocky hockey player leaves a note tucked inside my dressing room locker before a show, I should toss it in the trash.
Instead, curiosity wins, and Wittmore Enforcer, Jefferson Parks, slams into my life.
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I was hoping I’d end the night with a little more than a kiss. Thought maybe I’d get to notch the infamous Ingrid Flockton off my very short, very exclusive list.
Ingrid Flockton is my #1.
I’m not talking about records sold or hits on the radio. I’m talking about the list I made freshman year. My sex list.
It’s a fantasy come true when she comes in town for her tour. I have a chance and I’m taking my shot. One night. One opportunity.
She thinks I’m a player, and she’s not wrong, but for the first time in my life, I want more than a win.
I want her.