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The whole college already knows Layla Benson did the impossible: she made Clay Rodgers settle down.
It’s the best version of him, the one I love the most.
Amusement is easily recognizable behind his irises—so is happiness. If it were up to him, I’d already live at his place. He wants me here all the time.
I’m not addicted to anything—except maybe him. Just a little bit.
“Glad you like it,” I murmur, watching him. “Like it? I’m ready to fucking marry you if you promise to make these for me every day.”
“My arms. My cock. My fingers. Everything about me is a perfect match for you. Try to remember that, Ava.”
“I’ll help you fall in love with the ice again.” “Colt…” “I know what it means to be afraid.
A thousand different emotions swirl around my head, but one is louder than the rest. It’s called love, and I’m a fucking loser.
She said that would never stop her from being with me.
I could listen to her for hours without getting bored. I talk to her too, not hiding even the tiniest thing.
The kind she bought and left in my bathroom, claiming more and more space in this apartment. Some guys would freak out, but I’m not-so-secretly loving it.
The way I feel about her overwhelms me and throws me off every damn time. She’s the best thing that’s happened to me in my entire life.
I was her first.” Stupid fucker, never knows when to keep his mouth shut. I step closer. Now we’re chest to chest. “Good thing I intend to be her last.”
I want Colton to be mine even if I’m scared to be heartbroken. I want to go all in and risk everything I have for him.
“Tell me you’re mine.” His voice cracks. “Tell me you’re all mine, Ava.” “I’m yours, Colt.” All the tension leaves my body with my words. “I’m only yours.”
“Does that bitch have such a magic pussy that you’ve totally lost your mind? Attacking your teammate—” “She’s my girlfriend!” Colt bellows, and everyone goes silent at once. Even Bailey lets go of him. “And you don’t get to lay your fucking hands on her
I’m happy and content, feeling overwhelmed with the news I got, with him telling everyone we’re together, with him spending his time helping me love the ice again.
He dips his head down, taking my chin between his fingers. “You deserve the world, baby. And I want to hand it to you all the damn time.” “I don’t need the world,” I tell him, standing on my tiptoes. “I need my boyfriend to kiss me and make my head spin.” “Your boyfriend, huh?”
No sounds. No scents. No feeling of time or space. Just him and I, and I don’t want it any other way.
Well…fuck. I’m pregnant.
I’m as calm as fucking Stefan Salvatore with his emotions turned off. I don’t want to do anything stupid because I don’t care.
He opens the door wide, and takes a step further, glancing at me over his shoulder. “I don’t care what you say, Ava. You’re mine. And soon enough, you’ll be proudly flashing a ring on your finger so the whole fucking world—so every single person on this planet—will know you’re Colton Thompson’s wife.”
She’s way more important to me than she realizes. She’s my fucking life, and it’s time for her to know that.
It’s another reminder of what a strong girl she is. Confident and sassy, independent and always ready to stand up for herself. Since meeting her, I’ve been a one-woman man, and I’m sure I won’t love anyone else.
The old me would’ve laughed just thinking about it, but the new me is desperate for her love. It’s as if it’s the sole reason for my existence.
I almost ruined what we have.” “Almost?” And just like that, I know it’s my Ava talking to me. My girl, my only source of happiness. “Almost,” I state, inhaling deeply. “I love you, Ava.
If you’re sad, I want to know why and help you deal with it. If you’re happy, I want to be happy with you, help you celebrate your achievements.
“We conceived our baby in the sin-bin. It’ll be quite a story for our family.”
How much my plans for my future evolved, because now it isn’t just about me. It’s about my family.
If we ever get to play for the same team again after graduation, I’ll be the happiest guy in the world.
Only graduating college as a national champion and having Ava in my life, for sure.
The truth is, I want it to be big. Just like my love for her is enormous. I want everyone to know what this girl means to me, even if it means making a fool of myself.
My girl is wearing my jersey, and this simple realization turns me into a lovesick puppy. Mine, mine, mine…it’s a mantra in my head, getting louder and louder.
“I know you might be furious for what I’m about to do, but I don’t care. You’re my most precious treasure, my fucking Stanley Cup, my everything. Even a day without you feels like the loneliest eternity, one I have no desire to go back to ever.
“I’m Colton Thompson. The future center for the California Thunders. A soon-to-be Great Lake University graduate. A fucking stubborn idiot, and a closed off moron. I’m a grump, and I’m not always the best person to be around, but you love me. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you, but here we are. You’re my life, and I want you forever. Will you be my wife?”
“Everyone’s watching.” “They all envy me. To have such a stunning woman as you, I’m one lucky idiot.”
She’s my soulmate, and I’m incredibly grateful to her for giving me a chance. For letting me in and allowing me to love her. For loving me back and being my family. She’s my only one, and it’ll stay like this forever. Always.
