<p><strong style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">My brother's best friend, NHL god Easton Scotch, has always seen me as a kid. Now, I'm his new roommate and I'm determined to show him that Claire Merrick is all grown up.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Boston Hawks left wing and bad boy personified, Easton is untouchable, reckless, and sexier than any one man ought to be.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">He has a complicated past, makes questionable life choices, and doesn't want anyone growing too close. Least of all me.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">East makes himself clear on his first day out of rehab, when we become reluctant roommates. At best, I'm angling for friendship.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">But soon, East is lowering his guard and we're bonding. When we cross a line there's no coming back from, he spirals, jeopardizing his recovery and my heart. </span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)"> </span></p><p><strong style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">If Easton is the risk taker, then why does it feel like I'm the one gambling it all?</strong></p>
