After years of letting my past define my future, I'm finally ready to reclaim what I lost—my confidence, my courage, and my love life. There's just one problem: I have no idea how to get naked with a guy without having a panic attack.
Enter Owen Parrish—my best friend's annoyingly hot brother and star goalie. He's got a reputation for making women scream his name and zero interest in anything resembling feelings. Perfect practice material, right?
Wrong.
Turns out the king of hookups has a secret: he's a total cinnamon roll dom who happens to like control in the bedroom. The way he takes charge—with soft praise and firm hands—awakens something in me I didn't even know existed.
What was supposed to be my safe practice round? Is starting to feel dangerously real. And I'm falling—hard—for the one man I was never supposed to keep.
The problem with using a playboy to heal your heart?
Sometimes he heals it so well you forget it was ever broken.
