The forecast didn’t call for a hockey player with an affection for guinea pigs…
I’m not your typical meteorologist. Sure, I might look extroverted on television, but inside, I’m an anxious thirty-something woman who’d love to be anywhere except a public setting. My love for the weather runs deep from when I was a kid in Indiana, so when I’m finally working as the chief meteorologist for a station in Denver, I’m happy. Well, mostly.
Enter Jacob Mitchell.
A star forward for the NHL’s Denver Wolves, I knew who he was when I literally ran into him on a busy downtown street. As...
The forecast didn’t call for a hockey player with an affection for guinea pigs…
I’m not your typical meteorologist. Sure, I might look extroverted on television, but inside, I’m an anxious thirty-something woman who’d love to be anywhere except a public setting. My love for the weather runs deep from when I was a kid in Indiana, so when I’m finally working as the chief meteorologist for a station in Denver, I’m happy. Well, mostly.
Enter Jacob Mitchell.
A star forward for the NHL’s Denver Wolves, I knew who he was when I literally ran into him on a busy downtown street. As charismatic as he is attractive, Jacob checks off every red flag I have. Sports star? Red flag! Hot? Big red flag! Flirtatious as all get out? Enormous red flag.
When we keep running into each other, I’m surprised to learn there’s so much more to Jacob than meets the eye. The man has an entire bedroom set up for his six guinea pigs! But after going out of his way to rescue me from a horrible family situation, I find myself whisked off to Las Vegas to say I Do. Jacob says it’s to keep me safe.
But what happens to my heart when he no longer has to play the role of my protective faux-husband?
