Scoring Off The Ice

Sometimes scoring off the ice leads to the greatest rewards.

I've had only one goal in life since I first strapped on a pair of skates—make America's pro hockey league.

I left Denmark. I made it to the top. Now, I'm determined to be the best.  No distractions. I eat, sleep, and breathe hockey. 

Until my birthday when my teammates convince me to live a little.

But living a little takes on a whole new meaning when less than a year later I'm confronted with a crying baby on my doorstep, drooling on a note that declares he's mine. 

Suddenly, I'm a single dad in way over my  head. 

There is no playbook for situations like this. 

Luckily, I have Paisley.

My gorgeous neighbor, my long-time crush, and now—my savior.

She's there any time I need her.

Helping. Guiding. Gazing at me with those green eyes that make me feel capable of this after all.

With her at my side, I'm quickly learning there's more to life than winning a hockey game.