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Lucca Pixon is the hockey player everyone dreams about being near—and being with. And, yes, I secretly had his baby. The truth could cost me my career and get him into trouble, too, so the single mom life is how I’ve been surviving. That is, until I’m given an assignment. It looks like Luc has gotten himself into trouble again, and it’s my job to write about it. The last thing I should do is randomly show up before a hockey game with a baby in a stroller and tell Luc he’s the father.

Cain was the biggest jerk I ever met when we were kids. Now he’s the biggest and meanest hockey player for the Inci Warriors. After years of avoiding him, he’s suddenly the guy who saves my life—literally. In the process of saving my life, he gets injured. Lucky for him and unlucky for me, I’m a physical therapist. My job now is to make sure Cain is healed and ready to play when the season starts…or else I’ll be the most hated person by a lot of passionate hockey fans. That’s when the real fun begins.

When I was 13, he stole my heart. When I was 18, he took my innocence. When I was 23, he said he would love me forever. When I was 28, he broke my heart. Now I'm 33... and there's a knock at the door. He's back, again. And this time he's not alone.

So I woke up married today. For some that’s not a big deal. For me…I have no idea who the woman is. Don’t get me wrong—her killer curves, big smile, and way-too-eager-to-be-married-to-me attitude is kind of attractive. But this isn’t me. I’m the guy on the team who makes sure this kind of crap doesn’t happen. There’s one choice: end the marriage. Pronto. I’m going under the knife for shoulder surgery and my plan is to wake up with a new shoulder and be a single man. I couldn’t be any more wrong if I tried…

When my wedding is unexpectedly called off—not by me—I decide to take the mini honeymoon meant for me and my husband. I arrive at an isolated cottage in the woods with the intention of clearing my head. What I find is the tallest and strongest man I've ever seen in my life. This has to be a dream. Or maybe it's a gift from heaven. It quickly becomes a nightmare when he assumes I'm the cleaning lady and orders me to get his bags and put his stuff away. Then it gets worse.

My name's on the neon sign above the tattoo shop, but her name's forever tattooed on my heart. I grew up with the nickname "Saint" and opened St. Skin with the dream of marrying Kate and living a good life. But that dream died years ago. Now I'm heading back to Hundred Falls Valley to stake my claim to the shop...and to Kate's heart. The last thing I expect is for her to have a kid.

Think about it - in one swing of fate's hammer, I lost everything. The love I knew. The love I was going to know. Everything. I signed the divorce papers only because she signed them first. She wanted out. My heart was shattered. It was supposed to give us a chance to start over. There was only one problem. I wasn't done loving her.

A knock at my door reveals a very pregnant woman. Good news: I’m not the father of her baby. Bad news: I am the father of the baby her sister is carrying. I’m the bad boy, rock star, playboy ice hockey star. I collect paychecks and shell out broken hearts. Now I’m collecting the storm of pregnancy hormones and shelling out foot rubs. How am I supposed to go from the hottest bachelor in the world… to being called ‘Dad’?

He stole my heart long before my sister stole his. She was the "bad girl" all the guys wanted and I was the "good girl" everyone overlooked. Now my sister is dead. I'm alone, left in the shadow she cast over me. He's the last person I expect to see at the funeral. And now I need him more than ever.

Yeah, so I found my girlfriend in bed with another man. It happens, even to famous star athletes like me. I’m not the kind of guy that lets that stuff bring him down. What do I do? Rebound. Simple. That’s how I meet Grace: Stunning, funny, wild in bed, and she enjoys the ‘no strings attached’ kind of thing. It’s almost too good to be true. That’s when I find out it really is…

Dear Everly, We promised each other forever, and now that's gone. My memory of you is our daughter. I said I would never move on, but something happened. Someone moved into the house next door. She works at our daughter's preschool. Everywhere I go, she's there. My forever is changing now... I'm falling in love with her. Loving her means forgetting you. Loving her means letting you go. Loving her... means everything to me. I love you endlessly, Jake

I always remember Scarlett as the one-night-stand who got away from me. I fell in love; she took off. It feels like a lifetime ago now, though. I traded in my guitar for a needle, working at St. Skin, bringing other people's stories to life through tattoos. Though I still think about her, I know I'll never see her again. But I never knew that after she left our one night, she left pregnant.

Lacey wasn't the one that got away - she was the one I let go. The one I made a promise to see and to love again. And each year on the same day I bring a ring to our spot and wait. And each year Lacey never shows. I tell myself this year is the last year. I need to move on, move forward, and let her go for good.

With a camera in my face, a single picture is taken, and my life is forever changed. Worst part is that I didn't even see who took my picture. At least not until I walk into St. Skin and see her standing there with a camera. The woman hired to take pictures at St. Skin while the business continues to grow. So my sanctuary from my secrets and my past are now under threat, leaving me on edge. And everywhere I go, she's there, waiting to take my picture.