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Jess is falling for Sam. Sam is falling for Jess. But it seems life will do whatever it takes to make them fall apart. When Jess and Sam lock eyes at a party, a spark ignites. The spark. But love at first sight isn’t like the movies, especially when Sam’s ex, Victoria, is determined to make their honeymoon period a living hell. Is love at first sight enough?

Wie rächt man sich am besten an einem grimmigen Eishockeyspieler, der die Presse verabscheut? Richtig: Man schreibt ihn als heißen Dummbeutel in seinen nächsten Liebesroman! Nova Sparks hat die schlimmste Schreibblockade ihres Lebens. Sie braucht dringend Geld und Inspiration. Leider gerät sie bei ihrer Recherche an den unhöflichsten - und ärgerlicherweise heißesten! - Goalie der NHL, der die Hölle wie einen Kinderspielplatz aussehen lässt. Doch der Mistkerl hat sich wirklich mit der Falschen angelegt.

The moment I walked into the office as the new interior designer for the man my dad used to coach, I knew trouble loomed. Holden is a retired hockey player who now owns a hotel. He's also trying to balance his single-dad life. Against all better judgment, when he has a crisis with his kids, I end up moving my suitcase into his guest room due to an old favor I owe. I didn't expect to be adding nanny to my resume, but it leads me and Holden into our own secret little world.

It was one night trapped with a hockey god due to a hurricane. We shared one bed too. I also ignored the little fact that Vaughn has always been my brother's rival on the ice. And when the storm cleared, so did Vaughn. Months later, he shows up in my hospital room in Lake Spark where it only takes one look at me and the man is counting back in his head, or maybe it's my face that explains it all. He's going to be a dad. And I didn't tell him.

Connor is smug, grew up destined for his hockey career, and he's irritatingly good-looking. He wouldn't give me the time of day, and made it clear he would never be friends with me. Except for that one time. Years later, one hazy night, and now he's apparently my husband according to the paper next to his bed in a Vegas hotel room. You would think we would have it annulled, but he needs to clean up his image, and I'm a sucker for his occasional glances.

Running into your brother's billionaire ex-hockey-playing best friend at a special kind of party should have been a red flag. Pulling one another's names from a bowl at said party was a coincidence. Having a wild night together that we said we'd forget was probably our mistake. Especially when Declan shows up weeks later as the new owner of the hockey team that practices in Lake Spark, and he has an offer for me. Meet him every day in his hotel room for a week to enjoy a little fling while he passes through town.