Pucking the Nanny: One Night Stand Hockey Romance
Shelly Brason
Then showed up at his penthouse to nanny his daughter.
I met him under a rose arch at midnight.
No names. No rules. Just a scorching, impulsive mistake I can’t forget.
Now I’m standing on his doorstep, resume in hand, interviewing to be his daughter’s nanny.
And he’s the dad. The brooding, off-limits hockey god with ice in his eyes and my earring under his bed.
He’s grumpy. I’m mouthy.
We’re opposites in every way, except for the way we keep colliding.
I move in. For the job, I swear.
Then a PR disaster hits—and suddenly, we’re fake dating for the cameras.
We “accidentally” kiss in the pantry.
We share late-night confessions in the ER.
His daughter calls me “Mama”… and I wish it were true.
But falling for Nate means risking everything.
Because he’s still in love with his past.
And I just found out I’m pregnant with his future.

