My boyfriend insults me in front of the whole Atlanta Fire team.
Wrong move.
Because not one, but three fiery hockey players come to my rescue.

Revenge never tasted so sweet… or spicy.

Problem is, I didn't think I'd fall for all three.
Or have a bun in the oven in less than a season.
Or not know who the daddy is.

But one question rattles my heart at night.

Can we all stay together or do I really have to choose?