Scoring His Heart by Camellia Tate

I like my job at Bar 84; cheering people up, giving them an ear when they need it most. The opportunity to brighten someone’s day makes me feel needed. But, as with any job, there’s always that guy who takes things too far. Fortunately for me, there are also guys who are the opposite. Tall, sexy guys wearing leather jackets and saving damsels in distress… Okay, don’t tell anyone I called myself a damsel.
It turns out my knight wields a hockey stick, not a sword. Sasha isn’t a golden boy, far from it. That accent, though… that face… they’re almost enough to make me forget he isn’t staying in Canada. They’re almost enough that I’m willing to risk my heart… again.