Leo Wells is the last person I want to be skating with.



He's aloof, abrasive . . . and stupidly attractive. Never mind the fact that I had a lapse in judgment one night with him in the past. We may not like each other, but I like winning more and if I want to do that, I need him. We need each other.



Leo doesn't like the idea anymore than I do, but we make a deal. We can put our differences aside and forget about our history so we can compete together.



It should be easy enough—after all, neither of us like the other. But there's a spark between us, one that reignites a burning fire we lit a long time ago. The lines are blurring and melting like the ice around my heart.



Leo Wells is breaking through my walls, tearing them down one layer at a time.



And all I can do is tell him how I hate him . . . Because I'm afraid I don't hate him at all.



Contains mature themes.