4 Stars
Hate is a gentle
word. Eternal loathing is more accurate.
Pro hockey player with a filthy reputation and an even filthier mouth? That’s
Tristan Stiles, also known as my brother’s best friend and my ungodly hot new
roommate.
I thought it would be
fine, just a quick stay after I rage quit my job while I look for a new place.
I was wrong.
It’s not fine.
We fight. We bicker. We taunt each other like it’s a brutal Olympic sport.
Tristan never wears a shirt and looks like my every sexy nightmare come to
life, complete with perfect abs.
He was my secret
crush growing up, but I’m not the little kid wishing for his attention anymore.
If we can’t keep our clothes on, we’ll both go down in flames. I’m addicted to
how he makes my body feel. I can’t stop falling into his bed.
That line between
hate and love? It’s looking pretty thin.
Now I’m wondering how either of us will walk away unscathed.
Who doesn’t love a
good brother’s BFF plus a whole lot of hate sex. I loved all the humor and the
hate between Tristan and Rix. The grovel was also so good. It just overall was
a good read.
Book 1 The Toronto
Terrors
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