I thought I knew what loneliness felt like. Then I met Roman Vale.He's the Silver City Icehawks captain-all sharp edges and ice-cold control. The kind of man who corrects your positioning on the ice and makes you feel like you're failing just by breathing near him. From the moment I arrived as the team's new goalie, he made it clear: I didn't belong."This isn't the minors, Lake. You don't get credit for barely."His words should have broken me. Instead, they woke something up.Because while Roman was busy pushing me away, two other players were pulling me close. Theo Hart, the golden boy with sunshine in his smile and shadows in his eyes, who whispered, "I'm not pretending with you." And Mason Cross, the quiet defenseman who tracked my every save, every breath, and told me, "I choose you. Every time."Then the photo leaked. The media exploded. And suddenly I wasn't just fighting for my place on the team-I was fighting to stay at all."You're not getting traded. Not on my watch." Roman's voice was rough with something that sounded dangerously like fear.Now I'm caught between three impossible men who've decided I'm worth the risk. Three men willing to burn down everything they've built just to keep me. Three men who've somehow agreed to share the one thing none of them thought they'd ever want: me.But Roman still won't admit what everyone else can see-that the man who refused to fall for me has been falling from the very beginning.