I wake up on New Year’s Day married to a hockey player. Oops. But it’s not what you think. There is a problem, though. I promised my legendary NHL father I’d never even date one. Whoops.
If your so-called friends ever volunteer you for a hypnotist’s act at a New Year’s Eve variety show, don’t walk, skate in the opposite direction because you might just wind up married. Legally.
Now I’m stuck in an accidental marriage with a man who’s everything I swore to avoid. Well, except the handsome part.
Lane is back in the game after an injury while trying to keep a low profile. Then his troubled ten-year-old nephew lands on our doorstep.
I’m convinced the kid has a female body double because strange things start happening around my bakery.
As a former hockey player myself, Lane and I team up and bring it to the ice to help the boy out, but he then makes a run for it.
As we try to clean up the mess we’ve made, it’s quite possible someone—or a pair of someones—is playing matchmaker.
Parent Trap much? It isn’t the worst. Lane is a secret cinnamon roll under that hard-body exterior. Ask this baker how she knows … the chemistry between us is bubblier than baking soda and vinegar.
Oh, and technically, I only promised never to date a hockey player. Marriage wasn’t mentioned.
Could the best New Year’s resolution be the one I never saw coming, or will I be left with nothing but memories and crumbs?
By USA Today Bestselling author Ellie Hall, this just kisses small-town hockey romantic comedy features mini matchmakers, late night hot chocolate sipping, and falling for someone when you’re already wearing his ring.
