There are a few things that life doesn't prepare you for. Like what
to do when a super-hot guy catches you sneaking around in his
basement. Or what to do when a mysterious package shows up
with tickets to a hockey game because, apparently, he's a
professional athlete. Or how to handle it when you get to the
game and realize he's freaking famous since half of the 20,000
people in the stands are wearing his jersey. I thought I was a well-
adjusted adult, reasonably prepared for life. But one date with
Jackson Wilder, a viral video, and a "I didn't know she was your
mom" incident, and I'm suddenly questioning everything I
thought I knew. But he's fun. And great. And I think I might be
falling for him. But I don't know if he's falling for me, too, or if he's
as much of a plaver off the ice as on.
