Rush the Edge

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>A brother's best friend enemies-to-lovers hockey romance by Amazon Top 50 and USA Today bestselling author S.J. Sylvis.</em></strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I never would have moved to Chicago if I had known </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>he</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> would be there.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Moving to a brand new city to share an apartment with my older brother was bad enough.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Becoming neighbors with Kane Barlow my brother's arrogant pro-hockey-playing best friend was just the cherry on top of the dumpster fire my life has become.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Did I mention that Kane is also the guy I had a secret fling with years ago?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I haven't seen him since and let's just say his icy glares and frigid demeanor are reason enough for me to get my own place.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Little does he know I'm in Chicago for a reason that has </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>nothing</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> to do with him. So what if his snide remarks and attempts to get under my skin are wildly entertaining? I came here for stability - not distractions and definitely not the kind with infuriating smirks.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But the more we clash the more the tension between us shifts. His icy glares turn into heated glances and our aversion to being around each other quickly morphs into secret trysts and spicy moments we swore we didn't want.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The line between love and hate is razor-thin - and this time we're both rushing towards the edge.</span></p><p></p>