Rule #1

Finn

Obviously, I didn’t plan to elope with the rookie.

I mean, we’re both straight.

But clearly we partied too hard in Vegas after our last NHL game, because when we wake up, my ring is on his finger and rose petals are scattered all around us. Team management will be furious. Noah will be sent back to the AHL for sure.

There’s no way I’m ruining his career. Luckily I get the bright idea of telling everyone we got married for real and that we’re super duper in love. Noah plays along like a pro, and I move him into my Boston penthouse. He’s all wide-eyed and adorable. He’s been following my hockey lifestyle vlog for years.

Sometimes this feels like a real marriage.

We’re probably just excellent actors. Maybe.