Swati MH

Things that stress out this widowed single mom: high fructose corn syrup, intrusive thoughts about my son getting swept up by a tornado, and the sexiest hockey player to grace this planet.

From the author of Mother Pucker, the fan-favorite hockey romcom, comes a swoony and banter-filled new sports romance starring a single dad major league pitcher, a single mom who wants nothing to do with pro athletes, and a second chance neither of them saw coming.

There are many reasons I should have handed in my resignation the day I met my new boss, Hudson Case. First off, he's the reason I lost my first waitressing job. Secondly, he's gruff, grumpy, and another inconvenient g-word... gorgeous. And to top it off, he's my good friend's dad.

Nine years... That's how long I've secretly loved my brother's best friend, a man who fights fires for a living but sets me ablaze with nothing but a cocky grin.

In my defense, my new migraine meds had packed quite the drowsy punch that morning. One minute I was trimming his GQ-worthy locks and the next, I'd given him a side shave that would make a Marine jealous.

Rani Shah is everything I can't have—too young, too sweet, too innocent. Not to mention, she's my late wife's sister and my son's nanny.

Did I plan to marry the single mom I've wanted for years on a drunken whim in Vegas? No. Do I regret it? Heck no! Bella Patel might think we're just friends, or that I'm nothing but a playboy pilot, or even that this marriage is only a temporary charade... but I'm hell-bent on proving her wrong.