Eliza Quinlan has spent months treating Colin Shelton's injuries with professional distance in the arena's private ice bath. His intense drive masks a terror of irrelevance, while her steady hands conceal a fear of emotional exposure that grows stronger with every session.

When the equipment cage door locks them inside the narrow aisle, his body pressed against hers amid the cold water, the threat of discovery hangs over every breath. The taboo of crossing that line in the team's most private space could cost her reputation and his roster spot, yet the friction between restraint and need becomes impossible to ignore.

The trade deadline approaches, leaving them with one question: how far will they go before it pulls them apart?