ONE reckless night. TWO pink lines. THREE off-limits hockey gods.

You can get a lot done in the back of a Jeep for a big, hard, bad reason . . . you just have to arch your back.

My job with the Minneapolis Marauders is my lifeline, and I know better than to mix business with pleasure. But Ambrose—the broody new guy—made me forget my own name while he showed me exactly how to handle his stick shift.

Then Braden—the heartbeat of the team—used his cocky Irish charm to leave me breathless. And when Reggie—the rough and rugged enforcer—made his move, I was begging for more.

Now these three legends say they'll go to battle for me. For us. I trust they're going to protect our juicy little secret.

Except I have news that's about to send my slap shot daddies into overtime. I'm pregnant. With their TRIPLETS.



Contains mature themes.