My twin brother would kill me if he knew…
I just slept with his THREE best friends.
All. At. Once.
Now there’s a BABY on the way.
And any of them could be the father.
As the NHL’s most ruthless analyst, I’m supposed to be exposing the Boston Blades’ weaknesses.
Not succumbing to my own.
When a heated argument about my latest broadcast turns physical, there’s no turning back.
Did I mention these are the same three men who took my v-card ten years ago?
The same three who still set my body on fire with a single look?