Alexandra Hayes couldn’t decide which she hated more: the
skintight silver lamé shorts encasing the powerful thighs
of the hulking wrestler who stood before her, or the pink
heart that stretched across his firm buns. Loverboy Luke
needed an image makeover, all right. And she desperately
needed this job. But how would she possibly turn the
sport’s biggest badboy into the hero the league craved?
Especially when looking at his bare chest made her want to
take him down on the mats herself. Luke prided himself on
his reputation of sweeping women off their feet and giving
them a night to remember. His appearance was his armor,
protecting him from the pain of his past. Lately, though,
whenever he looked into the amber eyes of his new
publicist, his concentration went from headlocks to
liplocks, from the wrestling ring to a ring that could
really change his life—for Alexandra was taking an
unbreakable hold on his heart.