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September 3 - September 7, 2023
“So, you’re falling in love with me, huh?” I smirk, still in disbelief that he spoke those words. His expression turns skeptical as he hums. “I mean, you’re all right.”
“I love you, Laiken. I am so massively in love with you, and I’m sorry that I didn’t realize it sooner.”
The pain of missing you is worse than anything he could’ve done to me.”
I wish I had known then that we needed to fall apart to fit back together. Maybe then it wouldn’t have hurt as much.
“I need you.” My words come out like a desperate plea. Hayes deepens the kiss, only stopping for a second to respond. “You have me, baby. You always have me.”
“Fuck me,” I breathe. “I want you to fuck me.” He slows down as he leans forward and kisses me. “Not tonight, baby. Tonight, I want to love you.”
chose the wrong road and lost the one girl who means more to me than anyone. So, I turned the fuck around and chose again.
She’s that once in a lifetime kind of person for me, and it reached a point where I knew that if I let her slip away, I’d live in constant regret.
He stands across from me, not paying as much attention as he definitely should be, and I line the puck up with my stick. The second I send it soaring through the air, I hear Owen’s breath hitch. And then it hits its target dead on. A high-pitched noise emits from Isaac’s mouth as he falls to the ice and curls into a ball. Coach pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head, while Aiden watches Isaac thoughtfully from beside Cam.
“You better hope that never happens to Hayes, or there will be no nieces or nephews in your future,” he tells him. Cam looks like he’s living in hell as he deadpans at Aiden. “Must you?” Lucas tilts his head to the side, admiring the sight of Isaac mewling in pain. “Nice aim.”
“I took an elbow to the face.” “Because…” I press, earning a glare that tells me I’ll probably pay for this later. “I shot a well-aimed hockey puck into his no-no place.”
“Take off your shirt,” she instructs him. “It’s garbage now.” He whines. “It’s one of my favorite shirts!” “Well, you should’ve thought about that before you shot a hockey puck into your teammate’s lower region. Now it looks like part of a crime scene.”
So, Laiken…” He pauses just to drive me insane. “Will you officially be mine? My out-in-the-open, hold-your-hand-no-matter-who-can-see girlfriend?”
If there’s ever a time when this girl is all I have, I’ll be okay, because she’s all I will ever need.
“Lai,” he says softly. “You have me. All of me. Forever.”
“You listened,” I breathe. He moves to stand in front of me, sliding his hand to the back of my neck and rubbing behind my ear. “I hang on every single word you say.”
“I’m so fucking addicted to you.” I smile because I feel it, too. Every time he kisses me. Every time he says my name. Every time I even look at him. He’s the only man I’ve ever loved, and he’s the only one I ever will love. Because this kind of addiction—it stays. It never fades. There’s no recovery. No chance of stopping.
“It’s so weird seeing him like this with a chick,” Owen says. Cam grunts. “How do you think I feel? Being around the two of them almost makes me miss jail.”
“Funny story,” Cam slurs. “We were exhausted. And overworked. We were exhaustitworked.”
Something tells me I don’t think Cam will be at the bar early this morning either.” “Oh, God,” he groans. “The banging of hammers!” Yeah, now he’s starting to understand the consequences of his actions.
“D-did you just ask me to move in with you?” “No,” he says with a mouthful of donut, and my stomach drops for a second. “I told you to move in with me. There’s a difference.”
I have someone who has taught me what it feels like to care about another person more than I could ever care about myself. My other half. My favorite person. My once-in-a-lifetime kind of love. So, as I walk out with a little velvet box bulging from my pocket, there isn’t a doubt in my mind that it was always going to come to this.
“Hayes,” she sighs. “It took you until a month ago just to say I love you.” I huff out a laugh. “Yeah, because I’m a pussy. Not because I haven’t been completely fucking gone for you from the start.”
“You’re it for me, Laiken. I don’t care if it’s been a few months or thirty goddamn years. That isn’t going to change. So, you can say no and we can play the long game if that’s what you want. We can take it slow. But I’m going to spend the rest of my life loving you, regardless.” A single tear slides down her cheek and I gently wipe it away. “This isn’t me trying to rush into something to get my way. This is me acting on what I want with absolute certainty that it’s the right move—because you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. And I don’t need to wait in order to know that
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She’s been my best friend’s sister, my only secret, and my girlfriend. Now, she’s my fiancée. And I can’t fucking wait for the day where she becomes my wife.
Cam scoffs. “No. Fuck that. It was one thing when they started dating, but I’m not going to sit around and watch him legally lock her down because he wants pussy on demand.” “Sweet Lord,” Mrs. Blanchard says, mortified. Meanwhile, Mr. Blanchard looks like he’s plotting my murder—and it’s going to be a violent one. “Is that true? Is that all you’re trying to get out of my little girl?” All Laiken is lacking right now is popcorn as she rests her chin in her hands and leans toward me. “This is going well.”
There aren’t any words for how much I love you, because my God, it makes me dizzy. You are the reason I get up in the morning. The first person I want to go to when I’m having a bad day, and when I’m having a good one. We may not have started like any other couple, but I think that only makes us stronger. You were the biggest risk I’ve ever taken, and you were the best risk I’ve ever taken.
Shit dipped in gold and overpriced is still just shit.
scoff. “Please. You’re just afraid you’re going to get eaten by a shark. You have no balls.” “Oh, and you do?” he counters. “Yep!” I answer proudly. “They’re just too big to go between my legs, so God put them on my chest.”
