Maeve Carter, the Boston Bucks' team physiotherapist, is the definition of beautiful.

As a former model, her stunning looks have defined her—just ask the paparazzi or the stalker who made her life miserable.

But I see more. Want more. And she can never know that.

You see, she's my oldest teammate's daughter, and I can't touch that with a ten-foot hockey stick.

Until a single mistake puts her in my bed, turning everything upside down.

You know what they say about the best laid plans—pun intended.

I should walk away. I need to walk away. Except now that I have her where I've always wanted her, I'm hooked...hard.

But then we have to fake a relationship to appease my meddling mother.

Only problem is, I don't want to fake it anymore.

What do you think I should do about that?