Knocked Up By Number Ninety — Elise Faber

Having a baby wasn't in my five-year plan.Then again, neither was sleeping with a hockey player who hates my guts.Star forward for the Grizzlies, Leo Wilson is my least favorite person on the planet.Unfortunately, after a night of drinking and debauchery—on both our sides—we end up in bed together.It was supposed to be one time—Not a night punctuated by a lifetime of parental responsibility...and the slowly sinking feeling that I may have misjudged Leo.That there may be more to him than the playboy persona.That he may be everything I've ever dreamed of.And that...I don't think I can let him go.