Swati MH

He's my Hollywood heartthrob ex-husband. My hot new neighbor. And, thanks to one reckless night, my soon-to-be baby daddy. Patton Pierce has a knack for showing up when I least expect him—my street, my salon, my martial arts studio. Even my dreams. Sure, I've pined for him over the past seven...

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.

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.

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.

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. Oh, and did I...

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.

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.