Tripped Up

Wyatt Whitney is an asshole of epic proportions, and not just because I slept with him a decade ago.I've come to Austin for a fresh start after an epically awful breakup. The last thing I want is for my best friend to ask her hockey superstar brother to look out for me. It's made worse by the fact that she has no idea we hooked up, or that he clearly doesn't remember me. Whenever we've been in the same room, he acts like he has no idea who I am. Guess what my ex said must be true: I'm boring and bad in bed.The brooding brawler is angry and hurt since being traded days after winning the Cup last season. The last thing he wants is to babysit me, and he's not shy about keeping it a secret.When I need a date for the symphony's fall fundraising gala, I'm surprised when he sweeps in to rescue me, showing off to all of my coworkers. And he doesn't even make any snarky comments!Could the Wyatt Whitney I've hated all these years actually be a decent human being? Worse - could I actually be falling for him, all over again?