Making the Save

Sydney
He's grumpy, he's growly, he's a super-hot professional hockey player. He's also—after a crazy night in Vegas—my husband.
Don't worry, nothing happened. He's too honorable, and I'm not that kind of girl, despite what the media writes about me. But I've got a problem. I can't have one of those crazy, spontaneous Vegas mistakes. Not while I'm trying to get my career back on track.
I need a real marriage. Which means I need a fake husband. And he's just the man for the job.
Wyatt
I'm willing to help her out. Because she's sweet and funny and strangely innocent for all her years in the spotlight. But I've got family issues happening, retirement questions dogging me, and I don't have time to do something stupid. Like falling in love.
Except it's starting to feel too late...
This is dedicated to all the ladies who are suckers for huge grumpy bearded hockey players who chop wood without a shirt.