Thanks For Last Night

Let me list the reasons why dating the sexy, charming pro hockey star is a bad idea:
He's one of my closest friends...
All our friends are friends...
The wounds I've got from past relationships go deep...
And so do his.
We're both devoutly single -- it's just safer for the heart that way.
But there's no reason not to bid on the gorgeous, clever athlete at the charity auction this weekend. If I win, it'll be a "friendsdate."
And I do win. I win him big. And hard. And all night long.
The trouble is . . . what happens in the morning?