I needed a role model for my son. A big brother to mentor him. What I didn't need was a rebellious hockey player famous for his on and off rink fights.I should have said no.Should have vetoed the idea the second I heard it. But I didn't.Why, you ask.Two words.Liam. Dalton.God's gift to the universe, not to mention the needy spot between my legs.I didn't want to like him. I didn't want his name on my lips.But the second I heard mine on his, I couldn't help but wonder if my son's big brother......could be my big daddy.