Her hunky, tattooed star forward was supposed to admit defeat this time.

He was supposed to follow her rules.

Not charm his way onto the cover of her upcoming cookbook.

Athena Gavras has a bone to pick with hottie hockey player Chadwick Raul Mullens. He shrugs off her prescribed dietary plans with that stupid, sexy smile that makes her knees shaky, has marched his way into two of her cooking projects and refuses to call her by her real name.

Seriously. Has the man taken too many pucks to the head?

He doesn’t even know the difference between kale and iceberg lettuce. Someone please tell...

Her hunky, tattooed star forward was supposed to admit defeat this time.

He was supposed to follow her rules.

Not charm his way onto the cover of her upcoming cookbook.

Athena Gavras has a bone to pick with hottie hockey player Chadwick Raul Mullens. He shrugs off her prescribed dietary plans with that stupid, sexy smile that makes her knees shaky, has marched his way into two of her cooking projects and refuses to call her by her real name.

Seriously. Has the man taken too many pucks to the head?

He doesn’t even know the difference between kale and iceberg lettuce. Someone please tell her karma is real and on its way to make amends, because otherwise she’s not sure how much longer she’s going to last…

Chad Mullens has a few secrets. And a crush.

And, this Christmas, she’s just declared war. She’s removed him from her client list which means he’ll be benched until one of them calls a truce.

But two can play her game: he just convinced her publisher that he should be on the cover of her upcoming cookbook as well as join her online cooking show. Merry Christmas, *Tina*.

Of course, he could end their battle. He could suck it up, find the words to apologize, and woo the bookish, culinary Athena into forgiveness via his home library and secret rooftop garden.

Or he could kiss her in the corporate office’s elevator and see what happens. Because there’s no way he’s going to show her how real he is under his bad-boy public persona. He’d rather be traded.