How do I let my besties get me into such random messes? Wake up to the power being out. Shower in the freezing cold water under the light of a flashlight. Late to work. Have to work my department alone. Send my boss a raunchy love poem by accident. And at lunch, I spill coffee all over the boss' son and the stunningly gorgeous man he's with. How does this get worse, you ask? I'm a PR rep for the Stickville Danglers Hockey team, and so are my two best friends. Well, one of them has a crush on a player, so he signs all three of us up for his new gym program. Why did I have to get included? The only exercise I like to do is in bed, thanks very much. But then I see him. Sam. Forward for the Stickville Danglers. The same gorgeous guy whose coffee I spilled all over the day before and called a name I won't repeat here. Can this get any worse? (The Stickville Danglers Hockey Romcoms are interconnected standalones and can be read in any order.)