USA Today bestselling author Rebecca Norinne believes every great love story should bring the heat and make you swoon. When not banging away at the keyboard, you can find her cheering on Leinster Rugby, playing strategy board games, or planning her next vacation.
Originally from California, Rebecca lives near Boston in a house built in the 1700s with her wonderful husband and two adorable cats. And yes, there is a ghost.
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One more season. One last secret.
I’ve spent my entire NHL career hiding who I am. One more season—head down, no distractions—and I can retire without anyone knowing the truth.
Then Stryker Bell shows up—too talented for his own good and too friendly for mine. He’s everything I’m not: bold, fearless, impossible to ignore. And now, thanks to our coach, he’s suddenly my responsibility. We clash from day one, but no matter how hard I fight it, he keeps breaking through my defenses.
Tension builds. Temptation lingers. And after a brutal loss on the road, I finally snap. One heated moment, one reckless mistake, and I’m devouring his mouth like I have a right to.
Now, I’m playing the most dangerous game of my life—falling for the one man I can’t have while fighting to keep this part of myself buried. But Stryker won’t be anyone’s secret. And if I don’t find the courage to risk it all, I might lose him forever.
I won’t go back into the shadows. Not for him. Not for anyone.
Ethan Harrison was my idol growing up. Now, he’s my teammate—and the most frustrating man on the planet.
He’s grumpy, closed off, impossible to impress. I should let it go, but something about him makes me want to push. To get under his skin. To make him see me.
Then, out of nowhere, he grabs me, shoves me against the wall, and kisses me like he’s coming apart.
And just like that, everything clicks—the lingering stares, the tension humming between us, the way he keeps me at arm’s length like he’s afraid of what will happen if I get too close. He’s spent years locking this part of himself away, terrified of what coming out would cost him.
I get it. I really do. I grew up being told I was something to fix, something to be ashamed of. I fought like hell to be myself, and I won’t start hiding now—not even for him.
I want Ethan. But if he won’t stand beside me in the light, I’ll have to walk away.
