Wrong Number, Right Player

One wrong number. One flirty text thread. One off-limits hockey player I definitely can’t fall for.

Thanks to a wine-fueled spiral after a breakup I should’ve seen coming, I made a stellar life choice: rage-texting my ex like it was a full-time job.
Or so I thought.

Turns out, I didn’t message my ex at all. I texted the one player I’ve tried my damndest not to notice since the day I was hired by the Phoenix Freeze. Team captain. Fan favorite. Star forward hot enough to melt ice.
Yup, the one guy who is so off-limits even thinking about him the way I’ve been surely violates team policy.
And I just delivered a play-by-play of my relationship train wreck, complete with color commentary, cringe-worthy stats, and zero chill.
I figured he’d ignore it, but no such luck. Instead, he replied with teasing charm that walked the line between friendly and something far more dangerous.
What started as one mortifying mistake has turned into a secret thread I can’t quit. Especially when every message dials up the heat.
The rules are clear. And crossing that line could cost me everything. But I’ve never wanted to break the rules this badly before.

Flirty, forbidden, and full of instant tension, Wrong Number, Right Player is a steamy hockey romance featuring a rule-following team nutritionist, a charming star athlete, and the kind of off-limits chemistry that’s impossible to ignore. Perfect for fans of sports romance, witty banter, and secret relationships that feel anything but casual.