Golden boy. Notorious serial dater. The NHL’s most eligible bachelor.
That’s what the headlines say about me, at least. I wish I could say they’re not accurate, but truthfully? I don’t even know who I am anymore.
Between a soul-crushing ex-girlfriend and a never-ending queue of dates gone wrong, one thing has become glaringly obvious: I don’t want to be Adam Lockwood.
So when my dog decides to play matchmaker, taking down... >Voir plus