Play It Sinful

When I joined the Warriors hockey team, I thought school and hockey would be what kept me busy the most in my freshman year.
I didn’t expect to meet the most incredible girl at my first big college party. Nor did I expect the hot, wild night we had.
But it turned out I had already met the gorgeous pink-haired girl. In fact, I had known her for a long time and we hated each other.
She was furious when she discovered my identity and vowed never to come near me again. My reaction was a little different. I wanted more.
Now, I have to convince the girl I spent years antagonizing that we belong together, even if wanting her is so very wrong.