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My girl, handed to me on a silver platter, the universe giving me one last chance to get a fucking grip and do something about this childlike crush.
One more fated shot, and just like that, opportunity gone. Again. I can’t get her out of my head.
It’s the gentlemanly thing to do, and not at all because I’d follow this girl anywhere she’d allow me.
Being on the receiving end of her attention is something I could grow used to, and I’m cursing the sun for stealing my time with her.
If that’s the last moment I ever get with her, at least I made it count.
I would have offered to take a bullet for her. She’s got me good. I am so fucked.
Who could possibly be into a built, man-giant brimming with muscles, aggression on the ice, and softness off the ice? It’s like something straight out of BookTok.
As if I could ever want anyone else after she walked into my life. She changed everything with one fucking laugh.
“You don’t even know the power you have over me, do you?” He sighs, his hand brushing a curl behind my ear. “How incredible you are, how much I’ve thought about this, about us.”
“You’re everything. Nothing else matters, I wish you could see that. Nothing else ever mattered until I met you.”
You’re mine until the moment you choose not to be.”
“Finally, I get to keep you.” The relief in his voice is impossible to miss.
I wrap my arm around my wife, pulling her closer to me. My other hand resting protectively on her stomach as we pose for the opening day picture. There’s a gentle thump against my palm, the best feeling in the entire world.
Ahh omg! The sweetest book ending 💘
