Rule Breaker. Las Vegas Vipers, #3

Spending the night in jail isn't exactly how I planned to spend Christmas, but I've had worse holidays. Now that I'm out, it's time to accept my real punishment. Coaching ten-year-old terrors on the ice, in my non-existent free time. My Coach thinks it'd be good for me. Remind me where I came from. He should know I've tried every day of my life for the last ten years to forget. The youth hockey league is a hell I didn't plan on and the worst penalty possible.  Until the day a sweet, single mom cracks a joke about her kid, and then all bets are off.  I'm the best defenseman in professional hockey, but I didn't see her coming.
now what in the hell do I do? I'm not equipped for a relationship. I'm definitely not ready to have a kid depending on me, but I can't deny she makes me feel things- want things I never imagined I could have.  I should save us both the trouble and stay far away from her. But rules were made to be broken, and I was never good at following them anyway.