Wild About You (Wildcat Hockey, #2)

by Rebecca Jenshak

You look even more beautiful than you did four years ago.

“Because I’ve missed you every day for four years and because now that I’ve seen you again, I can’t imagine another day going by where I can’t.”

didn’t think I believed in fate, but then you walked into that principal’s office and my heart stopped.”

EXCUSE-FUCKING-ME?

“You don’t want to shop for yourself?” “What’s wrong with my clothes?” “Too many things,” she says. Well, fuck me.

“Break up with him because I’m what’s good for you.”

We’ve been dancing around it for weeks, and I’m done pretending she isn’t everything.

“There hasn’t been anyone but you.”

“You’re mine. Always have been. Always will be.”

“Be terrified with me, Pipes? Give me a real shot to get it right this time. That’s all I’m asking.” I nod. “Yes. A thousand terrified yeses.”

“I love you, Tyler. That includes all the things that make up who you are, your insane hockey schedule, and the fact you’re basically raising your younger sister. So, yes, it’s enough. You’re enough.”

“You need me around as much as I need you.”

We. Belong. Together.

Everything is nothing without him.

“Because that’s what family does,” Jack says, eyes still on the stage. “They show up.”

“Don’t tear them apart,” I plead. “They need each other.”

“No one has ever stood up for me like that.” Tears burn the back of my eyes because someone should have.

“Go. I’ll be here.” Always.

“Because I wanted to share that moment with you, and I couldn’t. And when I realized that, I just knew you were my end game. I used to think relationships were all about timing, but since you came back into my life, I’ve had to accept that maybe there is no such thing as the right time. There is always going to be something I can’t give you or some event during the season I’m going to miss because I’m traveling. But I promise you that no one has or will ever love you more than I do. I love you, Piper. I’ve loved you since I was eighteen years old. Fuck yeah, we belong together, always. Marry me, Pipes?” “Yes.” She nods. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”