I can't imagine anything worse than running into my hot hockey star ex in Italy. Until a one-night-stand ups the ante with a + pregnancy test.I expected to never see Benton Jeffries again after our messy split. A decade passes before I lay eyes on him again at a friend's destination wedding.He sure knows how to knock a puck in the hole. Those piercing blue eyes and chiseled jaw should be a hooking penalty.With all willpower officially gone I let him in my hotel room after a day in Sorrento. My walls come down along with my panties.As the sun rises, reality creeps in. I get up and book the first flight out of there.It's a no-go with his pro hockey career in Canada, and my life in Atlanta. But somethings gotta give when I get two pink little lines.