Is there really life after hockey?
If thereâs one thing Scotty Matthews knows, itâs hockey. Unfortunately, the former New Jersey Ice Cats captain isnât proving successful at life after hockey. His wifeâs left him and heâs lost his post-ice job as a media commentator. All heâs got now is a big empty show house.
If thereâs one thing Sapphire Houlihan knows, itâs that she never wants to be tied down to anyone or anything ever again. Unfortunately for her, a wonderful one-weekend distraction with Scotty turns into something much more complicated... Because heâs a guy who wants way more than one weekend.
Tonight he looked lonely.
Heâd obviously come to the reception on his own. Sheâd heard about his divorceâhard not to when it had been splashed across the media. Not that there had been anything salacious. Just the usual bland statement about him and his wife separating, no one else involved and a request to respect their familyâs privacy. Still, on a slow sports day during the summer hiatus, it had filled column inches.
As if he felt her studying him, Scotty looked up and their gazes met. Held.
Her heart double skipped. Was that a flicker of interest widening his pupils?
There was something about the recently retired captain that drew her to him. His dark hair, flecked with gray, was still short, like it had been when he was playing. His tanned face bore the scars of his career. The one that had always fascinated her was the white line that marred his otherwise perfect lips. Left side, near the corner. The result of a high stickâone that hadnât been penalizedâit had taken twenty-five stitches to close the cut.
He gave a half smile, raised his glass to her, then returned his attention to his drink.
Wow. Talk about a look that packed a punch.
Suddenly, she wanted to make that half smile full-blown.
Dear Reader,
The New Jersey Ice Cats are back and ready for action! This time though youâll get a sneak peek at what itâs like behind the scenes, when retired captain Scott âScottyâ Matthews takes on a new challenge in the teamâs front office. Can he be as successful off the ice as he was on itâespecially when he has to face off against sexy business consultant Sapphire Houlihan?
When Sapphire appeared in A Perfect Compromise, I knew that finding her the perfect hero would be complicated. Not because sheâs a confident, successful woman, but because sheâs actually happy with her life as it is. It would take a special man to stand up to her and make her reconsider her âno stringsâ philosophy. Scotty wasnât the obvious choice, but he was definitely the right one...in the end!
Aside from helping these two get their happy ending, writing this book was fun because I got the chance to use knowledge from my former career in business. It was great to be able to combine marketing, hockey and romance in one story.
I love to hear from readers. You can get in touch with me via email at [email protected] or via my website, www.annasugden.com. You can also find me on Facebook and Twitter.
Anna Sugden
Former marketing executive ANNA SUGDEN loves reading romance novels and watching films with happy endings. She also loves watching hockey and football, where she prefers a happy ending for her teams. When sheâs not researching hockey players (for her books, of course), she makes craft projects and collects penguins, autographs and memorabilia and great shoes. Anna lives in Cambridge, England, with her husband and two bossy black cats. Learn more about Anna, her books and her shoes at annasugden.com.
For Marcela, with love.
For Keith, love always. xxxxx
Acknowledgments
Jill Marsal, my fabulous agent!
Victoria Curran, for helping me make this book the best it can be.
PROLOGUE
Fifteen years ago
âMAN, ITâLL BE good to finally play a game for real.â
Scott âScottyâ Matthews hefted his bag over his shoulder, shut the hatch of his SUV and followed the small group of teammates toward the arena.
âYeah, the preseason just doesnât cut it,â grumbled Cam âBulletâ Lockhead. The New Jersey Ice Catsâ much-feared enforcer slammed his palm against the security bar to open the door into the buildingâs lower ground level. âPansy-assed friendlies arenât worth the effort to strap on my skates.â
âYouâre only pissed because Coach banned you from hitting and fighting.â Ryan Grey punched Bullet on the arm. âHe wanted you to save it for tonightâs home opener.â
âWeâve had the entire freaking summer off. I want to get back to work.â Cam hip-checked his friend into the door frame. âBut how can I do my job if I canât drop the gloves?â