The three rules my boss gave me when I started working for Blue Line Matchmaking were simple: #1: Don’t date hockey players. #2: Definitely don’t date broody, grumpy hockey captains. #3: Absolutely do NOT don’t fall in love with said broody, grumpy hockey captains. Now she’s married to one—and all the rules are out the window. Especially when Beck Ambrose decides he wants me. He’s possessive, impossible, and one hundred percent convinced I belong to him. But…I just got custody of my nephew. For the first time, someone is depending on me to get this right. I can’t afford to make a mistake. And Beck doesn’t do careful. But the more he refuses to let me push him away… The more I start to wonder if breaking every rule might be worth it.