She's hell on heels. From the moment we met over powdered sugar, I yearned to melt the icicles dripping from her wool tailored tweed. I have to have her and I always get what I want. Even if it means giving up my playboy ways.I'm the most bad ass center the NHL has ever seen and my plus/minus ratio is inspiring. Almost as impressive as my chiseled body and ahem...other huge assets. I can fire a shot from any angle that will make the opposing goalie scream for his mother. When it comes to pucks and f*cks, I'll always light the red light.But my desire for Eloise puts my Hall of Fame career on the line. That and her secrets. The ones I never wanted to know. I'm a rich,famous hockey player--she's a front office exec. On paper we don't fit. But there's one place where we fit. Like a glove.I have a stellar career and other obligations so I know I shouldn't get involved with her. It's too ...