I'm house sitting for my brother and watch the oh so hot neighbor move in and make sure I'm up at the crack of dawn just to watch him jog by the picture window of this mini mansion. We have an awkward introduction and the next thing I know, I'm on a vacation to a tropical island before pre-season hockey begins. I'm terrible with details and forget to obtain a special visa which leaves me looking at a rough toss into the gulag if I try to leave. But Blake won't go without me because he's a gentleman like that. Our only solution is to get hitched, so we can both make it back to Maine before the first hockey puck flies. We strike a deal and all is good. Or is it? My best laid plan goes awry because his ex shows up and I realize I've fallen hard for this hockey hottie.
