Bromantic Puckboy

Bilson The idea of moving away from Seattle was a joke at first. I have too many failed relationships here. Too much baggage. So when I find myself signing with Nashville and leaving everything behind, I‘m hopeful a new start will cure me of my attachment problems. I fall fast and hard, and I‘m quickly realizing it‘s not so easy to escape my emotional damage. That follows no matter where I go. When my new teammate, rookie goalie Miles Olsen, attaches himself to my side, the media are excited to exploit our bromance. Little do they know, he‘s doing me a favor by keeping me away from making mistakes with women. That‘s the deal we made at the beginning of the season, but as time goes on, and we‘re both going through a dry spell, Miles suggests a different arrangement. One I‘ve never contemplated. One I shouldn‘t consider. One I can‘t stop thinking about. Miles My first day as starting goalie for Tennessee is made mildly more terrifying by coming face to face with NHL veteran Cody Bilson. Hero worship? Me? Never! He reminds me of my old frat buddies; loyal, kind, easy to trade banter with. But my dude is lost and trying to find himself again--without getting married this time. I want to help him, and while my suggestion might not be conventional, it sure as hell is effective. The only way to make sure he doesn‘t marry a woman again? Blow off steam with a man instead. We‘re both straight, we‘re both single, and we‘re both down for a good time. After all, what are teammates for?