She lets go only to awaken scared and unsure. Being with Nate in his home awakens the feelings she buried years ago. Nate’s offer to help Becca when she injures herself is a life saver. Feeling like she had been demoted, she struggled to maintain her objectivity while wondering what she did wrong.

And she thought he’d been happy with her until he moved her from being his PA in Manhattan to Chicago to be the PA for his newly purchased hockey team-The Brooklyn Bruisers. From the moment he hired her as a receptionist in his fledgling company, she has been his right hand his gal Friday. ”īecca has always been attracted to Nate but buried it since she worked for him and he had a fiancee. “ One perfect night, and a three-minute conversation. Only, Becca runs away from Nate rather than to him. He invites her into his home to recuperate and one thing leads to bed and a night of wild, passionate, soul-scorching sex. When Becca hits her head on the ice and her concussion morphs into something more serious, Nate decides to take the bull by the horns and finally make his true feelings known to her. Nate’s feelings for Becca have deepened over the years but his innate shyness and fear of rejection has kept him quiet. Their relationship is complicated they are not only close friends but also employer/employee. Nate and Becca have been together seven years. So why can’t we keep our hands off each other? (Goodreads) She says we’re too different, and it can never happen again. But what friends don’t do is rip off each others’ clothes for a single, wild night together. When Rebecca gets hurt, I step in to help. All I know is that one whiff of her perfume ruins my concentration. I don’t know when I started waking in the night, craving her. She manages both my hockey team and my sanity. You’d be wrong.įor seven years Rebecca has brightened my office with her wit and her smile. You’d think a billion dollars, a professional hockey team and a six-bedroom mansion on the Promenade would satisfy a guy. Tell him Rebecca sends her congratulations.”

Brooklynaire by sarina bowen