He's the grumpy hockey captain with a bad boy reputation, and now I've been assigned as his tutor for the rest of the semester.

ARAN

The pressure is on in my senior year to wow hockey recruiters no matter what. My only outlet was casual dating until the latest fling makes a scene in the middle of my team's locker room, and gets me in trouble with the coach. And that's without him even knowing I'm about to flunk an elective.

So I have a plan: Step one, swear off girls for the rest of the season. Step two, do some overtime school work with the help of a tutor.

Except said tutor is about to ruin the whole plan.

MADDIE

Just a few months left of college and I'll officially start my career as an author. But before that, I'm in desperate need of more income to move away from my fatphobic roommates. So I ramp up my tutoring gig, and start working on a hockey romance idea that I can self-publish quickly. There's only one problem: I know nothing about hockey—or real life romance.

Insert Aran. Not only I'll get paid for tutoring him, but maybe he can also teach me about the sport. All I have to do is remember that a real-life romance is off the table.

The overtime tutoring sessions start getting less academic, but can we beat the ticking clock?