Center Ice (Boston Rebels, #1)

by Julia Connors

“I’m Graham.” He gives me a lopsided smile as he stares back at me with his big brown eyes. It’s like looking into a mirror. “How old are you, Graham?” “I’m five and I’m in kindergarten.” Heart stuttering, I glance up at Audrey, and I’m sure there’s confusion written across my face. Even I don’t need a tutor to do this kind of math.

“If you ever speak about the mother of my child and my future wife that way again, you and I are done. For good. Understand?”

“Audrey, your worth is not determined by his inability to value precious things. He was obviously an idiot. But you know what? I’m not. I see what I have here, and there’s no way I’m ever walking away. So, you’re stuck with me.”

Pretty sure I’ve made it clear that you’re my future wife. But sure, you can call yourself my girlfriend if you need to put a label on this.

“You are my sun, Audrey. You’re the center of my whole universe, the star that Graham and I are lucky enough to orbit around. And you always will be.”