What I learned after last year's distractions cost my hockey team our entire season? No more screwing up. No more screwing, period. Which means that I, Hunter Davenport, am officially going celibate...no matter how hard that makes things. But there's nothing in the rulebook that says I can't be friends with a woman. And I won't lie--my new classmate Demi Davis is one cool chick. Her smart mouth is hot as hell, and so is the rest of her, but the fact that she's got a boyfriend eliminates the temptation to touch her. Except three months into our friendship, Demi is single and looking for a rebound. Avoiding her is impossible, but I'm confident I can resist her. We'd never work, anyway. Our backgrounds are too different, our goals aren't aligned, and her parents hate my guts. Hooking up is a very bad idea. Now I just have to convince my body--and my heart.