Bears Hockey II

A hookup doesn't have to mean just once. Right? Brandon Smith Keep it easy. Keep it fun. Never hold on. That sums up my relationship goals, with hockey teams and with women. I learned early on that love and family equals fights and heartache. So I'm always moving on to the next team, the next hookup, before things turn sour. When I meet Lola at a tropical beachside bar, it's the perfect set up for a little hot vacation sex. She's gorgeous, funny, and most importantly, leaving for home tomorrow. But this time, I have a sinking feeling I'll be sorry to see her go. Lola McGrath I knew after that night in Aruba I'd never see Brandon again. That's fine; I'm too busy vying for the corner office to make time for relationships. But when our paths cross again in New York, our sizzling attraction leads to "just one more night". Then another. And another. We never meant to become friends with this many benefits. Especially the one neither of us ever expected-or thought we wanted.

Nate Delaying treatment for my bum knee until the off season isn't the smartest move, but hey, I'm a big dumb jock. And pro hockey players play, come hell or broken bones. That stupid knee sends me sprawling in front of the prettiest lady in Central Park. She's also smart, and kind, and she bonds with my young daughter Quinn over strawberry cheesecake ice cream. Can't hurt to ask her out for coffee, right? Carly There aren't many options for a laid-off au pair in New York City. I can't live on couch surfing, ranty blogging, and less ranty freelance articles forever, but I won't work with kids again. It's too painful when it ends. But coffee with a single dad can't hurt, right? Maybe a second date. Heck, why not make it one steamy night in his bed? But when Nate has to go under the knife, he asks me to help care for his daughter. I don't want to be a nanny again, but I can't turn him down. I'll just have to keep my guard up to protect my heart.