An accidental kiss on the ice turns figure skater Wren Ellison and hockey captain Cassius Blackwood into Meridian University’s newest "It Couple" — whether they like it or not. Wren despises Cassius. He’s the smug, rule-breaking captain who lets his teammates tear up her practice ice and calls her sport "twirly shit." But when a banner announcing their fake romance goes up over the school gates — and the Athletics Board threatens to pull funding from both their programs unless the department’s image turns around — Wren and Cassius realize they need the exact same solution. So he makes her an offer she can’t refuse: "You help convince the board this school’s athletes are worth keeping funded, and I’ll make sure figure skating gets the sponsors and support it needs to keep your scholarship and get you to Nationals." "What?" "So … fake date me for two months, Wren." Two months. Zero feelings. That’s the deal — until a six-week training camp strands them together in the snow, and the line between fake and real starts to melt faster than the ice they skate on.

I never signed up to fall for the boys who make my life hell. When my mom married into the Cole family, I got two new stepbrothers—identical twins, six-foot-three of muscle and mockery, who’ve turned tormenting me into a full-contact sport. Kingston hides behind sharp glasses and sharper words. Maddox doesn’t bother hiding anything at all. Together they’ve stolen my notes, wrecked my sanity, and crowned me their personal punching bag: bookworm, tutor, freeloading stepsis. Now their coach says if they fail calculus, they’re benched—and somehow I’m the only thing standing between them and the ice they live for. So every night I sit between two boys who’ve made it their mission to ruin me, one shoulder-check and one smirk at a time. Until the teasing turns into something else. "You owe us for bailing last night," Kingston murmured, tilting my chin up before his mouth found mine—soft, unhurried, and gone too fast. "She really tastes good," he told his brother, like he hadn’t just flipped my whole world sideways. "Told you," Maddox smirked. "Sweet, like those cookies your mom bakes." Two bully stepbrothers. One tutor caught in their power play. And a bet neither of them thinks I’ll find out about. How long can I keep tutoring the boys who are determined to claim me—both of them?