Aston Archers Hockey

Falling for my brother's best friend was not on my to-do list . . . But neither was kissing him the night before he was traded to a team across the country. Clearly, I didn't think things through and I spent the past decade trying to bury the memory of him. He left and I had no choice but to move on after he seemingly forgot about me. I dove headfirst into my career and after a failed relationship left me a single mom, I had no time for any other distractions that came my way. But when Lincoln Matthews walks back into my life, my carefully constructed walls begin to crumble. He's my new roommate and no matter how hard I try to resist, old feelings resurface with a force I can't ignore. Lincoln has never been one to get involved and he doesn't do long-term commitments, unless it's committing to a new hockey team. But something about him is different now. He's everywhere I turn, everywhere I go, and just when I think I've managed to escape his orbit, he's there, pushing me to give him a chance to prove not all guys are like my ex. But am I ready to let him back in . . . or is it already too late to stop falling for him all over again? Contains mature themes.

Falling for my best friend's brother was not a part of my plan . . . especially while I was pregnant with someone else's child. In my defense, I got pregnant by a guy who wants absolutely nothing to do with me or the baby. And, just when I thought things couldn't get worse, I find out that my health insurance covers nothing for maternity care. Being in this alone is scary enough, but trying to figure out how I'm going to pay for my medical care? That's a whole new level of terrifying. When Nash Simmons-my best friend's brother, and Aston Archers star hockey player-finds out, he steps in to save me from a financial disaster with an offer I can't possibly refuse. His proposal: I marry him for his insurance and we get it annulled after the baby is born. It seems like the perfect solution, but as our arrangement unfolds and we continue to grow closer, it becomes even harder to ignore the electricity sizzling between us. The lines between real and fake are starting to blur, and I can't help but wonder if there's room for my son and I in his future. Or am I only fooling myself by thinking this could ever be more than what it was supposed to be? Contains mature themes.

When I find Rowan Taylor's infant daughter abandoned outside the hospital I work at, both of our lives are instantly flipped upside down. I'm only in Aston until my travel nurse assignment is up in a few weeks, but when I realize the star goalie needs my help, I can't seem to walk away from him. Even though his daughter was abandoned, he finds himself having to prove to the courts that he can provide a stable life for her . . . and to help his case, he convinces me to pretend to be his fiancée. It's the perfect plan to make him look like the family man he needs to be to get custody. It's supposed to be simple-just a few months of playing the part until I have to leave for my next nursing assignment, yet the more time I spend with him, the harder it is to remember it's fake. Rowan's fiercely protective of his daughter, warm in ways I never saw before, and the quiet moments when he looks at me with that soft vulnerability? I can't ignore it. Somewhere between the late-nights and unexpected moments of tenderness, I start to feel things I shouldn't. Things that make me question everything. And falling for him? Well . . . that was never part of my plan. Contains mature themes.

I didn't come back to Aston to start something-I came to end it. Fix up my late aunt's house, sell it, and get back to our lives. But the universe has other plans and I find myself standing face to face with the one person I've tried to forget. Carson Ford. The father of my son. The man who knew nothing of our child until this very moment. Six years ago, we had one night. One reckless, unforgettable night that would change both our lives forever. Now Carson, star player for the Aston Archers, is hotter than ever, and way too close for comfort. He's demanding answers. Time with his son. Time with me. And after the news of a horrific mold issue in my late aunt's house and one very persuasive five-year-old later, I find myself temporarily staying in the last place I should be: Carson Ford's guest room. No matter how hard I try to keep my distance, the walls between us are paper-thin-and so is my self-control. He's not just under my skin . . . he's in my bed, in my head, and slowly breaking down every doubt I've had about him. I didn't plan to stay. I definitely didn't plan to still want him. I should have known one night with Carson Ford would never be enough. Contains mature themes.