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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?”
“I want to show up for them, like y’all showed up for me.”
“Who are you wearing tonight?” he asks over the song blaring from the speakers overhead. “Wouldn’t you like to know, Hayes?” “My guess is Grant.” I spin and pull my hair away from my back so he can see the number stitched on the fabric. “Want to guess again?”
“It’s mine,” he says. “You’re wearing my number.” “I told you I always liked being a good student.” I
“My name looks good on you, Galloway.” “You think so?” “Yeah. Better than any of the other women in the arena.
“Have a good game tonight.” “I’ve got my girls in the crowd wearing my jersey, Galloway.”
“I could miss every shot I take. We could lose by twenty, and it’d still be a damn good night.”
“You know, Hayes, the social media comments got it right. You really are a bombshell.” “Means the world coming from you, Mads.”
“Is that why you wanted me to meet you down here? So you could give me a hockey lesson?” “Maybe.”
“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?”
“You’re my best friend. You’re not going to come to Georgia and not see your mom,”
“We’re family, Hud. That’s what we do.” He squeezes me another few seconds then lets go. “Let’s get a move on. We have a busy day, and I refuse to lose tonight when Sarah is watching.”
My eyes prick with tears. My vision blurs, but I wipe away the emotions before they can fall. I know she’d tell me not to cry over her, but sometimes I can’t help it. Life is so fucking unfair.
“I love you, Mama. To the stars, the heavens, and beyond.”
“You’re fucking up my system,” Coach grumbles,
I’m too busy grinning up at my dad, and I swear I can hear my mom cheering for me from the stands.
G-Money I think it’s cool the league is becoming more inclusive. First Emmy, now Lia? Fucking amazing.
I’ve even caught my teammates glancing her, and I don’t care. They can look at her all they want, but she’s coming home with me.
“You have to center yourself.” “Fuck your centering, Hayes,”
“Maybe if you all smiled more you’d have more fun.”
“I can’t believe I’m the one you want to come home with.” “Because you’re my favorite.”
I’ve never been the possessive or jealous type. I’ve never cared if the woman I was dating wore my jersey or showed up to games. But hearing Madeline say I’m the only one who knows her unlocks a new wave of determination in me.
There are so many things I like about Hudson, but one of my favorite things is when he turns commanding and desperate, raw and achingly hot. A touch unhinged and possessive over me.
“When we’re in bed? Yes. But it doesn’t hold a candle to your smile.”
“This way I get to see the parts of yourself you say you don’t love. The cellulite, the stretch marks. You don’t have to like them, Maddie, but I’m fucking obsessed with them. I’ll worship them for both of us.”
“I think about you all the time. I think about fucking you. About touching you. I can’t get you out of my head, Maddie. Haven’t been able to since I first met you.”
“Tight. Wet. Fucking perfect.” He groans. “Mine.”
“Are you doing math again?” I pant, and his laugh warms me from the inside out. “And if so, can you hurry up and solve the problem?” “Gosh I like you.”
“Perfect,” he supplies, eyes locked on mine. “I finished the math problem. Are you ready to come again, sweetheart?”
“So pretty when you fall apart.”
“You’re going to be my undoing.”
“My demise.”
“All right, Dad. You know I’ve been around kids, right? I helped you with summer camp in July.”
“I’m not totally inept.”
“I want them to know they’re part of my life. If we’re going to spend time together, I don’t want there to be a doubt in her mind how I feel about her,”
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.
If she’s what you want, the other stuff doesn’t matter. Love is what you make it, dipshit.”
Her mouth splits into a beautiful grin, and holy shit. I like her so fucking much. It’s more than a physical attraction. It’s more than a crush.
Like I’m coming home whenever she’s in my arms. Like everything in life is finally right after being wrong for so fucking long.
“You’ve all been replaced,” he announces. “Lucy and I are best friends now.”
“You mean that, don’t you?” “Of course I mean it. I’d go to war for your daughter. For you, too.”
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.”
“Given it’s mandatory, if you don’t want to join in, I’ll kick your ass at practice tomorrow until you’re crying in pain, Richardson,” Maverick warns.
“That love is special. It sounds like Maverick might be your soulmate.” “Maybe he is, but if that’s the case, we can have two soulmates. Because Emmy is most definitely his, too.”
“It exists in the kitchen a little bit. I did get you off on the counter.”
“I accept the changes, but only if you accept I’m going to take care of you and Lucy financially. That includes buying you whatever you need, whatever you want, whenever you need it.”
“When I’m around you, all I want to do is touch you. Taste you. Feel you. I told you I’m addicted.”
“Do you want to feel me up?”