The Pucking Bad Boy

A wild romp at a masked party should have no consequences.
Save for my walk of shame the next day...all the way to labor and delivery.
Seven years later I'm a single mom, writing an article on the hockey league's biggest heartbreaker.
He's cocky, captivating, and intent on scoring... with me.
I really didn't think we would get this friendly this fast.
And that's when I recognize the unusual birthmark on his thigh.
The one I noticed on my mystery man seven years ago.
The same one I see on my son every single day...
He has no idea who I am, and I don't plan on telling him.
But when he meets my son, something stirs behind those brooding eyes.
And now, I have two hearts to protect.
My son's and my own.