Lynn Brooks is officially over it.

With four overprotective brothers, the youngest Brooks sibling has had enough with bossy alphas. So, when professional baseball star Joey Martel makes a play for her, she's determined to steer clear of him and his toxic circle of jocks. Being the latest conquest for another overbearing caveman? No thanks.

Fate hasn't gotten Lynn's memo, though, because Joey just showed up on her treatment table with an injury that has him fearing for the state of his career. Add to that the trouble brewing once again for the Brooks family, and she might be stuck with not only a new patient but an unwelcome bodyguard.

But would it really be that bad to allow the guy who fills out his uniform pants better than anyone to tag along on her mission to save the day? If anything, it might prove what she's known all along—that Joey is absolutely not her type, and he's never going to win this game. Nope.

When I kissed her in that crowded bar, I had no idea she was my coach's daughter. I know better, believe me. It'll never happen again.

I'm on the cusp of hanging up my hockey skates forever while embroiled in a custody battle for my young daughter. I have no business getting involved with any woman. Least of all the one that's totally off limits.

Chloe, meanwhile, is embarking on a new chapter in life, determined to push aside pesky signs of impending middle age and focus on fun and adventure. Which means she has no problem exercising her flirting skills–or flaunting her impressive hockey moves and sultry good looks. In fact, I think she enjoys torturing me.

When I need a nanny to prove to the judge I have the means to take care of my daughter, Chloe steps in as the perfect solution.

Before I know it, she's moved into my house, filling it with her vibrant energy and charm, and winning over both my daughter and me. It's getting harder and harder to deny I have a crush on my coach's daughter, my kid's nanny. Suddenly, Chloe isn't the only one breaking out into night sweats…