He’s a hockey star with no strings hooked up and a life another faculty pupil could be jealous of… however when he meets a woman with huge inexperienced eyes and tears on her face, he’s a goner.

Once I open the door to our hockey frat home late one evening and discover a distraught girl shivering on the doorstep, each protecting intuition inside me rises to the problem. I’ll do something to assist her and wipe that terrified look off her face. It doesn’t matter that I’ve by no means seen her earlier than and I don’t know something about her and even what occurred.

That’s the sort of man I'm. I’m the protector, the defenseman, the one who makes certain everyone seems to be all proper, on the ice and off it.

However the extra time I spend along with her, the extra I’m intrigued by her quiet smile and her unflinching grit. She’s acquired extra spine and faster protection reflexes than most hockey goalies I do know. She’s additionally conserving the reality locked down so tight I nonetheless don’t know precisely what occurred to her that evening, however the best way she flinches at loud noises and the concern that flashes by way of her eyes tells me sufficient.

Somebody damage her.

And for some motive, the considered that's greater than I can deal with. I’m decided to seek out out who did this to her, after which I’m going to verify they’ll by no means be capable to damage her once more.

I’ve by no means felt like this earlier than a few woman. I wish to shield her, to maintain her protected…. However I additionally wish to make her mine.