“I’ll see if I can make that happen.” There’s a drop of wine on her lips. I want to lick it off, but I cut a piece of my turkey instead. “Just for you.” “I’m a lucky—” “Two of my favorite people.” Grant interrupts us,
Maverick’s buddies from outside the team, Reid and Dallas—a kicker for the DC Titans—are bouncing up and down. Grant joins the group of women and asks for a tissue too, blowing his nose and showing off the flowers he brought.
working at a hospital all these people are a hell to the no
“It’s a onesie,” Piper says proudly, resting her cheek on Liam’s arm. “He learned how to crochet, and he’s been working on an outfit for the baby for weeks.”
I’ve had a lot of highs as a hockey player. I’ve won championships. Broken league records. Been the best player in the world, but I think at the end of my career, when I walk away from the sport for good, this moment right here is going to be the one I’m proudest of.
“What the fuck?” Tierney groans. “Okay. So he is written by a woman. I’m not jealous at all.”
i just love this so much because its like kinda breaking the fourth wall and its ironic the author does this as they are often shitted on for creating unrealistic expectations
“Funny how it’s Daddy when you want to get your way, but not when you lose.” “Funny how you pretend like you don’t like it when I call you Daddy, but your forearm is flexing,” she tosses back. “And you just looked at my tits.”
Then I’m going to fuck you in the same spot my players will be tomorrow, and they’ll have no idea I made you come right there, just a few hours before.”
“You could’ve done your move at any time, but you haven’t, have you? Because you like when I touch you. And you’re going to like it even more when you lose.”
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