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I have no idea what that was all about, but I do know that Slate just gave me a gift. A place to feel safe. And that place is him.
“Promise you will never forget me.” His head tilts to the side, his eyes still holding mine captive. The dark ring surrounding his irises moves toward the center, turning the deep blue even darker. Something…more. “I’ll never forget you.” I stick my pinky out. “Pinky promise on your puck.” He links our fingers together with a smirk. “I promise.”
You can’t reread a chapter in a book you hate.
He broke his promise. He left and never thought of me again. He didn’t protect me.
Good girl. Keep playing the part, little lamb.
Leaning forward, I start to sort the bowl for him. Removing the colors he doesn’t like. His hand reaches in, and we work in silence. Just as we did so many times before.
I’m here to make my dreams come true, like he did all those years ago when I gave him the money he needed. This time, it’s his turn to pay up, whether he knows it or not.
I make enough money to shroud myself in Gucci, but it’s not my taste. Growing up in a trailer and not having a dime to my name, I learned early on that would never be me. You can take the guy out of the gutter, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to lose every aspect of himself in order to fit in.
I don’t know what it is about her, but just her presence alone works better than a Xanax.
The thing about the quirks that make Aiden unique is that every ounce of strength he possesses goes into controlling himself from exposing what he deems weakness to the outside world.
The insinuations that there’s a problem with him are enough to make me murderous.
Because now that I’ve tasted her lips again, I’m not sure how I’m going to keep this just business.
I know without a measure of a doubt, in order to help him, I will have to break my own heart.
“Hockey is like some sort of mix between MMA and golf.”
Aiden looks at me like a hungry predator, and I’m his prey.
Once again, Cassidy has me off-kilter. She says and does the absolute opposite of whatever I think she’s going to do. I’m constantly on my toes with her, and I like it more than I should.
It’s funny how something that can take seconds to break takes forever to repair.
“You don’t see it. Do you?” I lick my bottom lip. “See what?” “How gorgeous you are. Every day.
All this time, I thought this was…that we were a sweet collide. Something big and strong and unbreakable. But this wasn’t a collide. You fucking shattered me.”
“You left me. I wasn’t even worth remembering.”
“I might have not recognized her, but of course, I remembered her. She was the only bit of hope in my life.” I hold Dane’s stare. “I could never forget Pip.”
My Pip. The girl you spent years looking for. The girl you missed with all your heart.
“I would have helped you, and eventually, when I felt like you were going to be okay, I would have let you go.”
Pip is the little girl I had to leave in order to survive. I don’t want you to be her. I want you to be Cass. Because Cass isn’t a little girl, she’s an incredible woman. A woman who sees me. The man that I’ve become.”
She hasn’t seen one of the most special parts of it, but then one of my players turns, and she sees the team’s name. The Pipsqueaks.
She’s wearing my jersey, and my cock goes rigid in my pants at the sight. How the hell does something so simple have this much of a reaction on me?
“You suck.” I playfully stick my tongue out at him. He laughs at that. “I do. And I promise if you’re a good girl today, I’ll do just that.”
“The thing is, I—it’s always been a fantasy of mine.” She doesn’t finish the sentence, so I do it for her. “To have your pussy played with in public at an amusement park.”
“So wet for me. I bet you’d like it if I let you ride my cock up here.”
