Ice Bound PassionUpdated at Jun 25, 2026, 04:43
Can one night of sex ruin my life?
Yes. It did.
Two months ago, after my boyfriend of three years dumped me, I had the best sex of my life with a stranger. No names. No promises. Just raw, mind-blowing pleasure, my first real orgasm. I thought I’d never see him again.
I was wrong.
Mr. Perfect is none other than Ace Gillian, playboy grinder for the Frosthammer Rays, the NHL’s hottest new team. And now, thanks to the ten-month fellowship I fought so hard for, I’m his new physical therapist.
That alone would be a nightmare.
But when I walked through the front door of my mother’s new house, I discovered the worst part: Ace is my stepbrother!
At first, we avoided each other like the plague. I pretended my body didn’t burn every time he entered the room. He acted like I didn’t exist. Until the unbearable tension finally snapped.
Now we’re sneaking around like rabbits, fucking in secret, in cars, in locker rooms, anywhere we can steal a moment. We agreed to keep it casual. No feelings. We can still see other people. No one can ever find out.
Because if we get caught, I lose everything: my career, my reputation, my fellowship… and the only family I have left.
It was supposed to be just physical.
But now my heart races like crazy every time he glances my way. And I’m terrified I’m falling for the one man I can never have.