The Player I Love to Hate

Years ago, we hooked up behind my brother's back.

And then, the cocky player disappeared.

I still hate him for ditching me in the past.

I don't care how good he looks in a towel.

Or how skilled he is with his hands.

But after a few angry kisses turn into the hottest night of my life, I can't get him out of my head. And if I'm not careful, Ethan will break my heart... again.