But Law surprises me. “What’s wrong with how you look?” he asks. “I’m too sexy,” I deadpan. “People find it hard to resist me, which let me tell you, makes walking down the street a real challenge.” “I feel for you,” Law says drily, but let’s face it, unlike me, for him that’s probably a real issue. A six-foot-three hockey god with a fit body, emerald-green eyes, and black hair isn’t exactly what most people consider repulsive.
