Body Check (Blades Hockey, #4)

by Maria Luis

“But when I finally had something of my own to show, I may as well have been married to a ghost.”

“I’m sorry,” I tell her, “I’m so fuckin’ sorry for making you feel like I didn’t care. That I wasn’t proud of you and everything you’ve done. That you felt, even for one damn second, that you were taken for granted . . . and that when you were no longer there in reach every moment of the day, you weren’t worth my time anymore.”