Hayes Davis is America’s sweetheart, the #1 hockey player in the country, and my fake fiancé. Simple, right? It would be, if my betrothed were anyone else.
One look and I know… this chick hates me. I should walk away, find some puck bunny to gleefully sit on my lap and tell me what a big, hot, hockey stud I am--totally true, BTW. But there’s just somethin…
Ten days. That’s all I’m asking for. But not one of my NHL teammates is willing to cough up a sister, cousin, or trusted friend to play my fake girlfriend for t…
There I am, working to get a rise out of my cranky little rule-following, fun-wrecking, soon-to-be ex-neighbor when my one-night stand from last season shows up… in labor.
It seems like a solid plan… • Get hitched, Vegas style. • Lose each other’s numbers, permanently. • Avoid pitfalls of real marriage forever. …Until I sober up, and my wife is already gone.
I can get any woman I want... and I do. So why is the one woman who is completely off limits knocking on my door? Someone (my meddling brothers) told her I'm the love guru. And she wants lessons in falli…
