Look, I gotta make a living like everybody else, and when I catch Tyler Brooks looking around a party for a prettier girl to talk to than me, I'm ready to take him down and make some money doing it. It's only later that I realize I don't have the full story on him, and I was jumping to conclusions faster than his goal-making slapshot.

So while I set out to infiltrate his world and write the ultimate self-help playbook on how to resist him and his type, the sparks start to fly. His smoldering glances and stick-handling skills become more than just fodder for my wanna-be self-help guru career. Ice-melting kisses blur the lines between a power play and something real, and as our game intensifies, so does the tension.

All while my deadline looms closer.