One little mistake. That's all it took to ruin Alex Dresher's life. He was a prize winning investigative journalist, until he slept with a source. If it had been a woman, he would've been forgiven within weeks. Now, no one will hire him. During a conversation with Brendan, his best friend and wanna be lover, the subject of a reclusive writer, A.G. Evans, spurs Alex into action. The man never gave interviews. There were no photos of him, not even in the back of his books. He was a complete mystery.

Convincing Brendan that he could come back with an interview and photos gets him financing for the trip and Brendan's SUV for two weeks. With determination, an address, and little else, Alex sets out to find the elusive writer, but things don't go as planned. An early blizzard causes Alex to crash the borrowed SUV. Dazed and confused, Alex gets lost in the woods. Almost dead from hypothermia, a giant of a man with his German Shepard mix rescues him from certain death.

Alex finds himself trapped in a cabin, not with A.G. Evans, but with the writer's grumpy handyman, Gerry. The men are attracted to one another, and late nights and isolation forces them to talk, so their attraction grows. When the weather worsens, creating more problems that endanger the two men's lives, they have to depend on one another for survival.

Will Alex be able to thaw the Iceman's heart and find the love he has searched for or will the deadly snowstorm and secrets end their relationship permanently?