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The best part of my job is being in charge of entitled men who think they’re better than me because they have a dick.
But deep down, my heart tells me I need to put myself first. I need to take a step out of my comfort zone, and that could mean leaving this city—and its ghosts—behind.
I wish I could tell you the hard days get better, but sometimes you have to go through a lot of shit before you come out on the other side.”
“Bet you didn’t think your day would turn deep as shit when you rolled up to the arena, did you?” “I thought there would be a lot more dick jokes. Frankly, I’m disappointed.”
A week of job searching has left me empty-handed and on the brink of joining OnlyFans.
“We all deserve the chance to be happy.
“What was with the penalty you got earlier? I saw you chirping that dude.” “He liked one of Emmy’s photos on Instagram last week, and it pissed me off. The hit was worth the two-minute timeout I got in the sin bin.” “You’re joking.” “Nope.” “You might be the most deranged man I’ve ever met.” “Nah. Just an idiot in love.”
“Okay, but… your dog is named Asparagus? Why?” “Why not?”
Since we’re being honest with each other, my criteria for this position are low. Unbelievably low. Like, in the depths of hell.” “What are they?” “I’m looking for someone who can cook good food and not look in my underwear drawer. Oh, and to not hit on me.”
“I was going to get your name tattooed on my ass, but I’ll hold off until next month,”
Do you want me to put on a hat and say yes, chef?”
“Hey. Women need to stick together. If we don’t lift each other up, who the hell will?”
He gives me a wave and flips his hat backward before walking toward us. Jesus Christ. Shit like that should be illegal for men to do in public.
“I’m not totally familiar with the athlete lifestyle. From what I’ve read online, it can be… how do I put this delicately? Um. Raunchy?”
“I’ll be on my best behavior.” “You don’t have to do that. You can be on your worst behavior if you want to be.”
He bends and scoops the banana off the floor. “Did you hurl this at me?” “No. I’d never assault my employer after mistaking him for a burglar. Especially after he invited me and my daughter to live in his nice home.”
“Huddy Boy is a fucking dog,” Grant yells. “I knew he’d be a freak in the bedroom,”
“We need to make him watch the ‘Juno’ positions clips and figure out which ones he likes.” Grant drops to the floor and thrusts into the rug. “Have you ever tried this one, Hud?”
“Lucy and Huddy’s day of fun. Kind of wish I was joining.”
“It’s not the length of time that determines your happiness. It’s the person,”
“You can be with a really shitty person for years and never be happy, but you can meet someone right for you and feel like you’re floating after only a week or two together.”
“When was the last time you dated someone?” Emmy asks. “Dinosaurs roamed the earth and I believed in happily ever afters,” I joke.
“I swear I’m not always such a downer. We can talk about dicks or something more fun.”
“It’s like the damn Louvre in here,” he says. “I want a hundred more drawings.”
“Wow. Downgraded from best to decent? You’re ruthless.”
Every minute you’re around, I feel like the part of myself that’s been broken for years is healing.
“You scared the hell out of me. Are you a fucking ninja?”
“I fucking hate him.” “Join the club. I can make us shirts if you want,”
“So you’re not distributing sex toys this year? Talk about a lame holiday.”
I’d rather be a sinner with her than a saint with anyone else.
She’s ingrained on my soul, and life is too short to not tell the people you care about exactly how you feel.
“My god. I knew that boy had game. It’s always the quiet ones.”
The award has already been handed out. I present to you the honor of being the best dick of my life.”
“Because y’all are mine.” I tuck a loose piece of hair behind her ear. “And I protect what’s mine.”
“You really do make me see the stars, Hudson.”
“She wants to give you a name sign,” Madeline explains, and my heart rate kicks up. “Do you know what that is?” This is the most important moment in my life. Bigger than the Stanley Cup win. Bigger than any contract I could ever sign, and I’m so excited, I’m going to be sick.
“Never thought I had a praise kink.”
“Pretty sure I have a Pavlovian response to you picking up a knife. I get instantly hard. Might need to have my head checked.”
“Loving you is easier than anything I’ve ever done. It’s like breathing. Something that comes naturally, because I don’t have to think about it. You’re just… there. Perfect and wonderful and mine. Made for me, I think.”
you’ve poured love into the cracks I’ve tried so hard to fill myself, and I think I’m finally whole again.”
“Maybe you weren’t ever broken,” I whisper. “Maybe you just needed someone who could help put the pieces back together. And I’m glad I could be the one to do it.”
“Get your ass over here, Galloway, so I can celebrate with my girls.”
I’m learning that when you’re with your soulmate, when you’re with your perfect other half, you don’t have to be afraid. You don’t have to worry if they’re going to leave when the going gets tough because they show up for you, day in and day out, and remind you how much they care.
