Slap Shot (D.C. Stars, #3)

by Chelsea Curto

“I can’t wait for that to be my life. Bridge. Pickleball. Shuffleboard. Sounds way better than the corporate grind.”

Maybe I am losing hope. Maybe every day I become less of a romantic. Maybe not everyone finds that great love, and I’m one of the unlucky ones.

But I know I don’t look the way I did the last time I had sex. I don’t want that to be a turn off for you.” “You think all of those things would be a turn off?” I sit up on my knees and kiss the small white scar on her stomach. “They’re a part of you, and that doesn’t make me any less attracted to you. It could never make me any less attracted to you.”

I was so against monogamy, and now I’m wondering how I can order a fucking casket that fits two people so I can hold Emmy’s hand when we’re dead. Marriage isn’t the only path for relationships. You don’t need a piece of paper to love her, do you?”

Love is what you make it, dipshit.”

“I know some people fall in love a half a dozen times in their life, but that’s never been me. And I want to make sure when I do, it’s right.”

make me feel things I’ve never felt before. And if there’s ever a doubt in your mind, I want you to ask me, because that means I’m not doing a good enough job of showing you how fucking gone I am for you.”