I accidentally walked into the men’s room and caught icy-hot goalie Evan Daniels with his pants down.

Let’s just say the view was unforgettable…

I’ve never been so embarrassed—and turned on—at the same time.

Grumpy, bossy and emotionally unavailable, he’s everything I shouldn’t want, yet I’ve been hopelessly crushing on him for months. But when those icy blue eyes lock on mine, all bets are off. And watching him coach his little girl on the ice? Game over for my heart.

But just when I think I’m breaking through his frosty exterior, he shuts me out like a puck on a penalty kill. Now...

I accidentally walked into the men’s room and caught icy-hot goalie Evan Daniels with his pants down.

Let’s just say the view was unforgettable…

I’ve never been so embarrassed—and turned on—at the same time.

Grumpy, bossy and emotionally unavailable, he’s everything I shouldn’t want, yet I’ve been hopelessly crushing on him for months. But when those icy blue eyes lock on mine, all bets are off. And watching him coach his little girl on the ice? Game over for my heart.

But just when I think I’m breaking through his frosty exterior, he shuts me out like a puck on a penalty kill. Now he’s grumpier than ever, and I can’t figure out what I did wrong—or how to fix it.

I’m writing a feature about his nephew, but he’s the one I can’t stop thinking about. How do I get him to realize I’m not just a reporter sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong? If I play my cards right, maybe—just maybe—I’ll find out.