He's a hockey player who falls first, hardest, and forever. His secret new wife? That's his coach's daughter.
My coach hates me, and that's fine, because the feeling is mutual, but I can't get traded when I'm playing like crap. So I skip the New Year's Eve partying with my teammates when we're in Vegas for a road game, and I take myself to a hotel bar for a single drink, feeling sorry for myself for superstitious reasons. Enter Francesca. No last name, no details. A bright burst of sunshine who immediately makes me feel better. We agree not to talk about work—because mine is frustrating—or families—because hers is infuriating—and we throw ourselves into a spontaneous birthday party that starts and ends with bubbly beverages, and in the middle… Well, we get married. The next morning, she runs scared. That's when I take my first sober look at our wedding license and figure out who the pretty blonde medical student really is: Frankie Wilson, the estranged daughter of the meanest coach in the NHL. The man who just benched me. One magical night in Vegas changes of everything with a marriage that is Pucking Inconvenient but also absolutely pucking perfect. Contains mature content. A complete list of content warnings can be found on the author's website.
