Finneas Alexander Barlow is a walking thirst trap. Tall, hot, and broody. Tousled brown hair, chiseled jaw, alluring green eyes, perfect teeth, well-groomed beard, broad shoulders, and lips good enough to bite. He'd look like a Disney prince if the prince was a broody ahole.

Four years ago, a fated meeting led to an inevitable hook-up. Just one. It's his rule. One-time hook-ups, no information exchanges, and no repeats. I knew that even before he established his boundaries, and he kept his promise. I hadn't seen or heard from him since.

A year ago, when tragedy struck, he came back to town and sought me out. Gone was the disarming grin and the innuendos he'd once used to make my knees go weak. Unfortunately, his ire was equally debilitating. Now he's back as the face of Fairview's brand new professional hockey team and he's looking for answers I don't have.

Finn won't accept that, though. He's as determined to uncover my secrets as I am to keep them. He pushes as hard as I pull. It's only a matter of time before the rope snaps. Now I can only hope I'm the one left standing.