Joey was the hotheaded hurler of Tommen College. He was the boy everyone feared, envied or wanted. With emerald green eyes, blond hair and the sexiest grin, Joey got everyone he wanted. You stole his heart, and he stole yours.

Waiting for Joey after his game, you stood outside the locker room with Casey, your best friend since nursery.

“So, you and Joey.” Casey raised her eyebrows.

A smile broke out on your face, as you rolled your eyes.

“He’s so good. If the hurling ever failed Joey Lynch, he would make a gorgeous p0rn star. The boy honestly fucks like one.”