Now that Iâm out, itâs time to accept my real punishment. Coaching ten-year-old terrors on the ice, in my non-existent free time. My Coach thinks itâd be good for me. Remind me where I came from. He should know Iâve tried every day of my life for the last ten years to forget.
The youth hockey league is a hell I didnât plan on and the worst penalty possibleâĻÂ
Until the day a sweet, single mom cracks a joke about her kid, and then all bets are off.Â
Iâm the best defenseman in professional hockey, but I didnât see her comingâĻ now what in the hell do I do? Iâm not equipped for a relationship. Iâm definitely not ready to have a kid depending on me, but I canât deny she makes me feel thingsâ want things I never imagined I could have.Â
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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.