Stella Brooks is a woman who knows what she wants. From her first glimpse of Paris Fashion Week at the tender age of eleven, she has only ever wanted to be a designer. Until . . . she is driven to trade fashion for frosting, a move that makes her soul sing but shakes her confidence in her decision-making to her core. And when you add in that her sexy hookup from her older brother's wedding is sniffing around again, things are about to get out of hand. Wesley McMillan seems different, no longer putting off love-'em-and-leave-'em vibes, which only adds to Stella's emotional chaos.

Wesley McMillan has had a thing for Stella Brooks since she first served him a fried pickle platter at her mom's restaurant. She's stunning, smart, and confident. She knows her worth and what she wants, and she owns whatever room she's in, the ultimate turn-on for him. He just has two problems: Stella is his best friend's sister, and she thinks he's a playboy. The first issue, Wes is willing to face off against. As for the second . . . Wes doesn't blame Stella for her assumption. He used to love to play the field, but now that he has his demons under control, he is ready to show her and the world that he is worthy of her love.

Wes may be known for his sick signature move on the ice, but will his dirty toe drag be enough to score Stella's heart?