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“So what if I do? So what if I have a stupid crush on Madeline like I’m back in middle school? And so what if I slept with her and it was the best fucking night of my life, and not just because the sex was out of this world? Are y’all going to tease me? Call me ‘Mr. Relationship’ like you used to and start planning our wedding?”
“No.” Riley puts a hand on my shoulder. “We’re happy for you, Hud.” “Yeah, dude. I’ve never seen you smile like this, and you’ve been smiling for months. Not just the days after you slept with her.” Maverick grins. “In fact, I don’t think I’ve seen you smile this much since—” “Your mom passed,” Liam finishes for him, and Piper and Riley nod.
“Oh. Well… things are good.” I shrug and close the laptop. “I like having Madeline around—with or without the sex—and Lucy is so special. I know what it’s like to feel alone after something big and horrible happens to you, and… I want them to feel less alone.” I shrug again, put on the spot and the center of attention in a way I don’t normally like, but with my best friends, I don’t mind. “I want to show up for them, like y’all showed up for me.”
Piper looks at the four of us. Her bottom lip trembles, and she buries her face in her hands. “You guys are all so wonderful.” “Jesus.” Liam lifts her out of her chair like she weighs less than a sack of feathers and puts her in his lap. He’s not big on PDA, but it’s nice to see him soft and sickeningly in love. “Why are you crying, sweetheart?”
“It’s mine,” he says. “You’re wearing my number.” “I told you I always liked being a good student.” I shrug and face him again. “How’s my spectating grade tonight, Hayes?” His mouth stretches into a grin, and I give him one right back. “My name looks good on you, Galloway.” “You think so?” “Yeah. Better than any of the other women in the arena. You’re the only one I want wearing it.”
“I’ve got my girls in the crowd wearing my jersey, Galloway.” Hudson’s face shifts from playful to something soft. A truth he’s declaring in the middle of the sold-out arena. “I could miss every shot I take. We could lose by twenty, and it’d still be a damn good night.”
I’m still trying to figure out how some aggressive plays end up as penalties and some don’t. The hit Maverick took in the second period definitely seemed rougher than the call Ethan got against him at the start of the third, but I’m clueless.
Its a learning curve figuuring wtf are legal hits and what is penalties jesus i had a field triup withh that one myself
The Longhorns’ goalie tracks his motions. He shifts left then right, and I have no clue what Hudson has planned. I’m not sure I’m breathing, and when he pulls his stick to his waist and launches the puck forward, I use everything in my power to will it into the goal. Time stands still. I swear someone hits pause on the next four seconds, but when the puck soars into the bottom right corner of the net, just past the goalie’s pad, everything speeds up.
When he holds it up, it’s impossible to fight back a grin. COME TO THE TUNNEL, it says. Hudson points to his right and I nod, way too excited to leave without saying goodbye. He erases the words with his sleeve, writing again. MEET U IN 20. MEDIA, SHWR, THEN I’M URS.
“Hey, Huddy.” He groans and stretches his legs. “Was wondering when you were going to roll out of bed.” “What are you doing here?” I look up and down the hall, confused. I don’t know what I expect to find, but it’s empty except for us. “Are you okay? Is Emmy okay? Please don’t tell me Coach sent you here to break some news about a trade.” “Come on, man.” He holds out his hand, and I pull him to his feet. “Do you really think I’d let you visit her by yourself?” “How did you know where I was going?” “You’re my best friend. You’re not going to come to Georgia and not see your mom,” he says. “I
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JEG BLUVE SYG IM GONA VOMIT IM GONNA CRY THEY ARE PLATONIC SOULMATES IM SO SAD THEY MEAN EVERYTHING TMME
“I was saying if I had to spend every day with Lexi and her training plans, I’d probably turn into the fucking Hulk.” Riley grimaces and shoves his glasses up his nose. “How do people enjoy this?” “It’s not that bad.” I lunge down into a Warrior 2 pose and let out a breath. “You have to center yourself.” “Fuck your centering, Hayes,” Liam says before he topples over.
I don’t care that I’m openly flirting with her in front of my teammates. I don’t care that Maverick is smirking at me and Ethan is pretending to gag. I don’t care that Emmy is filming us and no doubt going to upload the footage to social media and title it: Hockey player loses to hot mom, because this is fucking fun.
“You don’t like brussels sprouts?” “No. The last two times you put them on my plate, I’ve hidden them under a scoop of mashed potatoes to make you think I ate them.” “Oh my god.” I sit up and look down at him. He’s grinning at me, a lazy, unhurried beam that hits behind my ribs. “You sneaky little asshole. Why didn’t you tell me?”
You know I’ve been around kids, right? I helped you with summer camp in July.” He holds up the notebook, using it to cover his hand from Lucy’s view so he can flip me off. “I’m not totally inept.” Ethan surprises me by walking over to Lucy. He squats and gives her a wide smile.
“No. I’m waiting until I feel more comfortable, and I don’t know how I want to tell Madeline and Lucy. Do I break out into sign language mid-conversation? Do I start adding it in throughout the day until it’s obvious I know what they’re saying?”
“Oh, shit.” Maverick puts his hands together in front of him and closes his eyes. “It’s time the student becomes the teacher.” I lift an eyebrow. “Why are you being weird?” He takes a deep breath, then smacks the back of my head. “You are an idiot.” “Ow, you fucker.” I wince, rubbing my hair. “What was that for?”
“Who gives a shit if she doesn’t want to get married? Look at me! 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?” “No, but—” “I’m not finished, Hayes. The teacher is still talking,” he says sharply, and I blink. “So there’s no ring and no wedding. Big fucking deal. You can spend decades together and be just as happy as any other couple who did get married. If she’s what you want, the other stuff
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“You mean that, don’t you?” “Of course I mean it. I’d go to war for your daughter. For you, too.” “Why?” she whispers, and I think of a hundred ways I can answer that question. Because I’m attracted to you. Because I’m determined to show you there are good men out there. Because it’s the bare minimum of what you deserve. Because I’m fucking falling in love with you, and I’d let you break my heart if that’s what you wanted. “Because y’all are mine.” I tuck a loose piece of hair behind her ear. “And I protect what’s mine.”
Hudson leads me down a long hallway, and I smile at the pictures on the wall. There are so many hanging up, ones with a group of guys shirtless and a different one at the beach. I find one with the same group in front of a wedding chapel. Another after what I’m guessing is a big win, because all the Stars players are in a pile on each other. There’s a huge trophy being presented to them.
De er so tight knit im gonna vomit i want wh they have Wait i have what the have omgim gonna crumble
“Nope. I thought he was the most conceited toolbag when I first met him.” Hudson laughs and nudges open a door with his hip. “He grew on me, though. He’s like my brother. I’d run through fire for him, and he’d do the same for me. When we were younger, our team sucked. We were the laughingstock of the league. People in DC booed us, but we both stuck around. There was an unspoken agreement between us that we were going to bring this team out of the ashes, and we weren’t going to leave until we did. A Stanley Cup win later and hopefully heading toward another one this season, and I’d say we did
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