My Lucky #13 is smart, sexy and fun! A hot hockey player, a sassy heroine, the best superstition ever, and a slow burn romance that had me panting until they gave in.
She\'s going to learn that I didn\'t become a professional hockey player without having to fight for what I want..
I find her and when I get to know her better, I end up spending more time thinking about her than my game , but she\'s made it clear she wants no part of me.
Get your mind out of the gutter, I\'m not talking about it.
Now, I have to track her down and bribe her to do it again before every game.
Imagine my surprise when after spending New Year\'s Eve with a woman, I score a hat trick in the next game-that\'s three goals in one game for you non-hockey lovers.
I\'d wear the same socks for an entire year just to be the high-scoring center I used to be.
But now the best way to refer to me is desperate.
I suppose I was Lucky in that way.
Never needed one.
I\'ve never believed in superstitions.
I haven\'t scored in eight games and the team owner is talking about trading me.
I prefer to call it hard work, at least I did until my game went to complete crap.
The one adjective used to describe my entire hockey career.
A definite must read! - Carly Phillips, NY Times Bestselling Author Lucky.
And if that wasn\'t enough, a happily ever after that had the crowd cheering.
My Lucky #13 is smart, sexy and fun! A hot hockey player, a sassy heroine, the best superstition ever, and a slow burn romance that had me panting until they gave in
