“I had to save the best question for last, didn’t I?” Maverick opens the box, and there’s a diamond there. It’s brighter than any ring I’ve ever seen and exactly what I would’ve bought myself if he had given me the choice. “Emerson Rose Hartwell. Love of my life. The most badass hockey player I’ve ever had the pleasure of being teammates with. My sweet girl and my dream woman. Will you marry me?” I fling my arms around his neck, and we go toppling backwards. Maverick laughs and brings his mouth to mine, a soft brush of his lips that has me gripping his shirt, needing more. “You didn’t answer
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