Liv Garrison needs a shoulder to cry on. I'm giving her that and a whole lot more.

The media, the fans, my teammates, my coaches, all expect more from me than they do other hockey players. That’s what happens when you’re Crew Westwood, the son of hockey’s beloved golden boy. I was pretty good at handling the pressure until my wife blew up our marriage and I responded by almost blowing up my house. Not my finest hour, but I’ve never been an emotionless robot like my twin brother.

Now I have it all under control. I’m happy with who I am and my single, carefree life. Until a trip to Vegas, and the best one night stand of my life, changes everything. Turns out my ‘sexy stranger’ is actually the cousin of my teammate and best friend.

Tate always told me Liv Garrison was the one who steered clear of all things hockey. He said she was a shy, innocent, virgin. Well… not anymore. If Tate finds out about my steamy night with Liv, I’m screwed. But what has me even more terrified is that fact that I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s the most beautiful, authentic, kind, hilarious and accidentally sexy woman I’ve ever met.

Liv’s also got secrets she doesn’t want to talk about, just like me. I can’t fall in love again. I’m not cut out to handle that level of emotions. I have to stay away… my brain keeps sending that memo, but my heart, and the rest of my body, refuse to listen.