The puck is blocked by the goalie, and Jack rebounds before I even get eyes on it and the goalpost lights up. “Oh my god!” I scream as Jack’s arms go up in the air in celebration. His teammates crowd around him and the arena booms with cheers. It’s hard to see beyond everyone jumping up and down and waving signs and jerseys. When Jack finally skates from the group toward the bench to high-five the rest of his team, his gaze comes back my way. “You are so getting laid!” I scream and I swear his lips curve up in a smile. Goddamn, I love him.
