The number one unwritten rule of hockey? Don't date the coach's daughter.
When I learn that the gorgeous girI keep seeing around campus is Coach Ward's daughter, I make a point to stay far, far away. Her father knows a few too many of my past sins, and the last thing he'd want is a guy like me within ten feet of her.
My strategy works... until I start flunking calc, and Luna Ward is assigned as my tutor.
Brunette, brilliant, and covered in tattoos. Luna is one hundred percent my type, and one hundred percent off limits. But after one moment of weakness changes everything, there's no more pretending—and there's no going back.
Landing in the penalty box is the least of my worries. I have everything on the line, and this is a shot I can't afford to miss.