My entire life is a happy accident. Did I mean to become a professional hockey player? Nope. I took the scholarship so I could go to Harvard and get my neuroscience degree for free. But, yet here I am playing for the Vancouver Comets. My parents aren’t big on the fact that I picked hockey over becoming a doctor, like them. So when an injury starts my Christmas break early, the last place I want to spend it is at home hearing ‘I told you so’. When our team captain invites me to spend the holidays at a cabin in the mountains with his family, I quickly accept. What he failed to tell me is that his family consists of just his mom. His single mom, Hannah. Hannah is hot, confident, and witty but it’s not like I would make a move on my teammate’s mom. That’s offside, as the refs would say. But my life is a series of happy accidents, remember? So when we accidentally get snowed in together—alone—all I can say is… Oops. [The second book in the Comets Christmas series is a forced-proximity, age gap romantic comedy filled with heat, heart and hilarity.]