"Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving."

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Drake Benson is the newly signed right wing for San Jose Sharks. He's in the prime of his career. He is finally playing on the same team as his best friend and has his pick of women. He has everything figured out, right until he moves into his new home and meets the girl next door.

Eva Jones works hard, trying to prove she's more than just her father's daughter and a pretty face. She moves away hoping to step out of her father's shadow, with no luck. She has thick skin, a filthy mouth with no filter and hides behind the walls she has built to make her life easier, unfortunately for Drake.

Drake and Eva can barely tolerate one another. To him, she's a spoiled rich girl who has had everything handed to her on a silver platter because her dad is an NFL legend. To her, he's an obnoxious hockey player with an ego bigger than the Empire State Building.

Opening the door and seeing his neighbor on the porch, Drake is ready to slam it in her face. Whatever she has to say, he isn't interested. Eva is the last person he wants to talk to, but unfortunately he's the only one who can help her.

January 2023

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Well, we already saw Drake and Eva's first meeting and it was intense lol. There wasn't an instant attraction as it was between Ava and Colton. These two will really hate each other, and it will be hard for them to find a common ground. For a while.

"Come on, Coop, let's go." I take his leash from the table, and open the front door. He always walks out of the house and waits for me because he's a well-trained dog, and he has never got in trouble before. Until fucking now.

Everything happens so fast that I'm honestly having a hard time understanding what is going on. Cooper runs off down the stairs, barking and scowling at some guy who is standing dangerously close to my Lamborghini Aventador. No, scratch that, my dog has run at a guy that is as large as a fucking wall! Just from the shortest glance I know he's into sports. Maybe an athlete. Maybe even a football player just like my dad. And oh my fucking God, I want to run a mile away from this place. Athletes are meh, and I literally hate each and every one of them except my father. He's the fucking best.

"What the fuck?! Get your fucking dog off me?" He growls, and his voice snaps me out of my thoughts. Shit! What the hell am I doing?! Cooper already has his paws on the dude's chest, and he keeps baring his teeth. I need to get him off!