Pucking My Orc Goalie

Last year she tried to flirt with Brashe Kedish at a team picnic, and the seven-foot orc goalie of the Purple Punishers shut her down so fast she walked away sure she had never been enough.

Now she is the team's new physical therapist, and the groin strain threatening his playoff hopes has landed him on her treatment table with only six days left.

He resists at first, then starts arriving early, following every instruction, and watching her as if no one else is in the room.

She learns he never thought she fell short—he thought he did—and he never said so, even though he is her brother's best friend and has wanted her since they met.

She has one week to get him healthy enough to play without falling for an orc who still measures his worth by what he can do on the ice.