Power Play

Love sucked. Correction: it sucked when you were in love with your parents' closest friend and he didn't feel the same. Madigan had always been there for me, from when I was a kid to when I got drafted by the NHL. Then I made the mistake of confessing my feelings for him. I was such a loser. My bipolar disorder was already difficult to manage as it was; add high anxiety and, most recently, as the cherry on a shit sundae, a suspension from the team that somehow resulted in Madigan wanting to act like a freaking life coach. Why couldn't he see that I was perfect for him? We even had kink in common! Not that he knew that...