"Public Relations" is about to take on a whole new meaning for a standout Russian enforcer with a bad reputation and the feisty redhead from the PR department who just might be the one person who can help him shine up his tarnished image in this grumpy/sunshine hockey love story. They call me The Mad Russian for a reason. —Viktor Demoskev, VEGAS CRUSH My reputation as an Enforcer was earned one game at a time. Fighting on the ice for my team is something I take very seriously because I came to the USA to play hockey, not be a celebrity. Unfortunately, this logic has my public image taking a beating—not that I care very much how others think of me. Except for her. Scarlett. A woman as gorgeous, and fiery, and sexy, as that long red hair of hers. Which would look even more stunning spread out on my sheets with my hands tangled in it all night long while naked of course. It is unfortunate that she also works for the team. In Public Relations... So yeah, the no-fraternization policy is an issue, but hardly my main concern. The biggest hurdle is Scarlett thinking I am part of a gambling ring for the Russian Mafia. Crazy, right? I can deal with setting her straight about her ridiculous suspicions, but cracking through that hard shell she has built around her broken heart? This is my real challenge. But oh how I love a good fight. Winning is everything to me. Especially when the prize is the Las Vegas beauty I named the Red Rocket... **RED ROCKET can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.