Nothing tastes as good as chocolate… until it nearly kills the hot hockey star of your dreams.
Dani I had a vision when I made fudge for the team's homemade Secret Santa exchange. It didn't involve nearly killing Trent Kirk, the hot hockey star I've been obsessing over for months, but here we are anyway. Now, he's insisting that I spend Christmas break helping him recover. His idea of healing and mine are not the same. His plan involves me naked in his bed. Mine? Well, maybe they are the same. But he's hockey royalty, and I'm still Googling how to talk to men. There's no way this is going to work… right? Trent My imminent death masquerading as chocolate was fate. Now, I have an excuse to get Dani Frost out of the training facility and into my bed. I've been obsessed with her since she told me to strip the first time. But convincing my mouthy little physical therapist that I'm the man of her dreams before Christmas? Well, I'll think of something because there's no way I'm letting her go now. She nearly fudged me to death. That basically means we're soulmates. And, rules be damned, I will be keeping her.
