"Fitzpatrick, Meet Baker" Coach Spiers introduced us briefly and I rocked back onto my heels, pocketing my iPod "So ah, Do you want me to show you the locker room?" I asked and looked at him, narrowing my eyes slightly as he began to lift off his mask. "That won't be necessary." He pulled his mask off, revealing that 'he' was actually far from a he. 'He' had dirty blonde waves that was tightened in a ponytail that was finally tucked underneath 'his' jersey, eyes that were an extremely light shade of brown and lashes that were long and extremely thick. They were held up by high cheekbones and a smile with dimples that could easily kill. I swallowed and felt my adams apple bob, taking in the final sight of my new back up, making sure not to look that surprised even though i felt my mouth fill with cold rink air as it hung open. He...Was a she... ~~~ Cole Fitzpatrick, All muscle, slight brain, fully music dependent. He hardly is found without his iPod playing and headphones plugged into his ears. He even has them in when he's between the pipes playing goalie for his college hockey team, The Ice Eagles. His goal is simple, He had to play well in order to successfully get through college. His coach takes care of most of his grades as long as he keeps pucks out of the net.Things go as plan, that is until the sarcastic new backup has to push their way into his game, Leaving his heart thumping with anger, confusion and lust. Will he be able to battle grades, hockey and his unwanted growing feelings towards their feminine goalie?