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That fucker took a bullet meant for my sister? Fucking hell, I’m going to have to let the asshole marry her after all, aren’t I?
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“Hey, you missed out on some really good cake,” I tell her. “I’m watching my weight.” She shrugs. “Why would you do that? Your body is amazing. You don’t need to watch it. Better yet, I’ll watch it for you, seeing as I seem to appreciate the view far more than you do.” I sit next to Kathryn on the bed.
“You are Grayson Monroe, a Stanley Cup champion. A father, a damn good one too. You’re my…” I pause, wondering what title is appropriate. “You’re my person, Gray. You’re my soul mate. But don’t tell Lil that because she really does think that’s her spot. And you are a good man. You’re caring, loyal, and fiercely protective of the people you love. Can you be an ass at times? Sure.” I smile and Grayson frowns at me. “But you’re an ass I happen to love and really don’t want to have to go back to living without. Ever again,” I tell him.

