Braydon
I fought to play in the NHL. Now I may have blown my chance with a drunken rant that went viral about the female goalie who shared my NHL debut. I can’t say that I reacted badly after I found out she was the secret half-sister I never knew existed.
To repair my reputation and prove I support women’s hockey, I’m pretend-dating a hockey player. So bizarre. Fortunately, she’s brilliant, as well as an Olympic champion. And did I mention sexy?
Jayna
I’m one of the top women players in hockey, but my family still considers my brother, drafted but playing in Europe a bigger success. They’re more invested in his career than mine, even though I won a fricking Olympic gold medal.
Now I’m injured and working PR for the Toronto Blaze NHL team while I rehab. When an idiot they brought up from the farm team gets caught dissing my teammate, I’m asked to fake date him to rehab his reputation. It’s just temporary. Until the worst happens, and suddenly my fake date is my biggest support.
But I can’t lose my identity. I’m a hockey player, not a WAG.
