My trip to Mexico for my cousin's wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside.
I wasn't expecting Luke.
Wasn't expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me.
And I certainly wasn't expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him.
It was magical, but I thought it would end there.
Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch.
So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went.
And it was gre...






















