She’s on the run from something ominous in her past. She escapes to a new town and a new job as the physical therapist for the U.S. Hockey Team, which is preparing for the Olympics.
He’s a veteran hockey player with a secret of his own that threatens his chances at making the final cut for the team.
When she discovers his secret, she realizes that she can compel him to help her without having to divulge her own secrets. As his attraction for her grows, he longs for her trust. Will she attempt to stand in the way of his childhood dreams? Or will he unwittingly become the new target when her past ultimately catches up with her?
While Jana considers whether or not to divulge the details of her secret life to Danny, danger looms. Jana and Danny must decide if they will risk their secrets—and their survival—for the sake of love.
He’d faced some of the toughest hockey defensive lines and goalies in the world, and he’d never felt as nervous as he did at this moment. It seemed incredibly silly to think that a lithe little redhead could hold any power over him, particularly a woman that he’d never even met. But the fact remained that her report meant everything to him.
"C’mon in," a voice sounded from inside. Danny pushed the door open tentatively.
The door swung inward to reveal a cozy office with hardwood flooring and a desk against one wall. His eyes swept to the empty seat behind the desk.
"Over here!" the voice called out. Danny turned in the direction of the voice and found her stretched out on the floor wearing yoga pants and a bright red tank top. She was barefoot, and that long, luscious red mane had been tamed back into a severe pony tail.
He did a double take at her as she leaned forward and pressed her cheek to the floor. Her legs were spread in an open V shape and she was bent forward completely down to the ground.
He was no expert at yoga moves, but this seemed pretty advanced. He did daily stretches before workouts and training, and he couldn’t get half that far down during a forward floor stretch.
This woman was beyond flexible. A flicker of an image teased at his brain. He could see himself testing out her flexibility in a more intimate setting. The thought of her sinewy, fair-skinned legs wrapped around him caused a sudden tightening in his pants.
He shifted his stance and tried to shake the naughty images from his mind.
Get a grip Cipriani! This is serious business, and it’s no time to be making her into your fantasy girl.
As he chastised himself internally, she sat up and eyed him from the floor.
"Are you okay?" she asked raising one eyebrow at him.
This was the first time he’d really been able to look at her face, and she was even more beautiful than he could have imagined.