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“Hard to miss you, babe. You were the only one wearing an Elmwood jersey in the Heston student section. Ballsy move. Red looks great on you.” I swipe my tongue across my lower lip. “Bet you’d look even better in blue and green.”
“Your name is the only one I want on my lips tonight, baby. Tell it to me so I can whisper it against your skin between the hundreds of kisses I’m going to lay on every gorgeous inch of you.”
“Crisis averted. It would be so awkward if my girl didn’t cheer for me when I get signed to my dream team.” I lift my brows and give an amused scoff. “Keep dreaming, hotshot. I’m not your girl.” “Yet.” He winks.
“I’m getting used to watching you walk away from me. It has its benefits, don’t get me wrong.” Easton scrapes his teeth over his lip as he checks me out. “But one of these days, you won’t walk away.” A laugh catches in my throat. “Bye, Easton.” “Bye, baby. Hate to see you leave—” He gives a low, rumbling hum when I turn around and start walking. “—love to watch you go.”
“Hockey stars shop for their own groceries? They’re just like us,” I announce sarcastically to the otherwise empty aisle. Easton freezes, then whips around so fast he nearly knocks his friend over. I hide a laugh behind a hand, giving them a small wave. “Maya. Hi.” His face splits in a handsome grin that makes my heartbeat falter.
I squeeze her shoulders. “I’m there, Maya. Anytime you need me, I’ll be there.”
“I don’t want to see you wear another guy’s stuff, Maya. Not even my teammates’ clothes. Come with me.”
Hat Trick King: Fine. But add a heart to my name. Maya: Why? You’re so cheesy. Hat Trick King: Because it’s all yours, baby. You’ve gotta keep it safe for me.
“Baby, I don’t know how to be any clearer. Every second spent with you is my favorite. Stop trying to put yourself last when you’re number one for me.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I just want you to know that I’m all in with you. This isn’t just for fun while I’m in college. You’re my forever.”
My heartrate kicks up in anticipation. “I love you.” It comes out simple and easy. Her lips part. “You—?” “Yeah.” Smiling, I cup her face and brush my lips against hers. “I love you, Maya Donnelly.”
“I’m sorry,” he starts quietly. “That was Ryan. Your grandfather just passed away ten minutes ago. Ryan said he was holding on, but then it happened quickly.”
not ‘marjorie’ by taylor swift playing while reading this part
Maya Donnelly is it for me and I want to spend my life with her.
