Moonshot Hockey

Six weeks.That's how long my editor gave me to change my book from a baseball romance to one about hockey. A complete re-write. Which is how I find myself in Montana, a thousand miles from home, researching hockey, and preparing to meet a local expert.There's one small problem. Or rather a big one.A big, grumpy problem.My expert is none other than Nick Galaxy - the single dad and hockey captain I ran into minutes after landing in Montana and made a… well let's just say I didn't make the best first impression. Neither did he for that matter.Deciphering his grunts will be nearly as hard as re-writing the entire book.No matter, I'm up for the challenge.Oh and there's one other teeny, tiny thing. Minuscule really.He has no idea that his dad has volunteered him to help or offered to let me stay in his guest cabin.Tropes: grumpy/sunshine, single dad, hockey, forced proximity, and found family

I woke up in Vegas with hazy memories of the night before and the hottest hockey player alive wrapped around me.Some people come to the city of sin for gambling and partying-I did one better and left as Mrs. Travis Bennett.My annoyingly handsome and charming neighbor has been asking me out for weeks. After nearly costing me my gymnastics career, I've tried to stay far away from the hot, cocky hockey player.And now I'm legally bound to him.When the media gets wind of our whirlwind romance, we agree to stay married until my season starts to avoid a PR nightmare.I think it's a mistake. He thinks it's fate. And he's doing everything he can to prove me wrong.In public, I'm wearing his ring and his jersey. At home, he's walking around shirtless, packing my lunches, and trying his best to make my heart race.Unfortunately, he's succeeding.This game of pretend is starting to feel a lot more real.My new husband is keeping score, and he won't stop until he wins my heart.