I m the face of the NHL. The golden boy with quick hands and a million-dollar smile that the fans adore. My contract is up at the end of the season, and with playoffs starting, I have to be on my best behaviour. Keep my head down and respect the press when they shove their microphones beneath my nose. This isn t my first rodeo, so it should be easy. Right?No. Not this time. One bad call and I m the poster boy for poor decisions.I haven t seen my childhood best friend since the day her father betrayed me and she broke my heart. Now, eight years later, she s back. And she s my fake girlfriend for the next two months.Some wounds never heal, and the moment I see Braxton Heights, I know mine have not. But she s the only shot I have at saving my reputation and securing my new deal, and while I might have lost her all those years ago, I refuse to lose hockey.I just hope I m strong enough not to fall for her all over again in the process.