My name is Poppy St. James and I've just landed my dream job as the Director of Public Relations for the NHL's hottest new team, the Jacksonville Rays. But if I want to stay beyond my one-year contract, I'll have to prove myself. Easy. PR is in my blood.
What's not so easy are the hockey players. First, there's party boy defenseman Lukas Novikov. I don't care how well he plays hockey. Off the ice, he's a PR nightmare. Managing this man is quickly becoming my full-time job.
Did I mention my wildly inappropriate crush on his fellow defenseman, Colton Morrow? He's sweet and kind and might just be perfect for me . . . but he's totally off limits. I don't date my players. It's enough work managing their messy private lives without becoming part of the story myself.
Everything changes the day my sister makes a devastating announcement. One phone call sends me spiraling . . . right into the arms of both my rival defensemen. And just like that, I've officially become my own PR crisis. Now I'm staring down at a little blue plus sign and I have no strategy, no idea what comes next. All I know is that nothing will ever be the same . . . for any of us.
Contains mature themes.
