Abel

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’?

Wren

Thanks to fate – and a potential bear attack – I end up pregnant by an ice hockey player.

But what am I supposed to do?

Just show up and knock on the rich star athlete’s luxury apartment door, then caress my pregnant belly?

Well, that’s exactly what I should do.

Only my sister decides to get involved.

Next thing I know I’m spending more time with Abel than I ever dreamed of.

There’s no way a guy like him would really want me. Something has to go wrong here.

Then one day I see a text message not meant for me and it all suddenly makes sense.

But at least I know what Abel’s end game is now.