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He passed out on the couch. I slept in the bed. He ate meals with his teammates. I chowed down on mine alone at my desk, late into the evening hours after my employees had already gone home to their families.
If we were the old us, I’d cup her face, slide my knuckle under her chin and force her to look at me. To see me. The man who loved her more than life itself. The man who’s drowning under an awkward concoction of pride and anxiety, so much so that I can hardly see straight anymore.
Holly Belliveaux Carter has always been my weakness.
I want my ex-wife with everything that I am. And I mean that I want all of her, both the seductress when she’s grinding on top of me and the vulnerable side that she shows to no one but me. I can win the Stanley Cup and earn back my place at Holly’s side. There’s no way I can’t.
Take away a Southern woman’s sweet tea and there will be hell to pay, I assure you.
Tonight, if I were the kind of guy who slept with one woman while dreaming of another, I’d head downtown and meet up with the guys at The Box, our regular hangout, and flirt with a woman who isn’t Holly for the first time since I was twenty years old. Wedding ring or not, though, my ex-wife has me by the balls and no one will do but her.
“We both prioritized our professions over each other. We accepted the divorce the same way we lived our marriage at the end—quietly without digging deep and fighting for us.
Underneath the jacket, sans tie, he’s donned a crisp, white dress shirt and done the entire female population a service by leaving the top two buttons undone.
The dress parts, cool air hitting my skin. It feels heavenly, if heaven came in the form of a six-foot-four hockey player with magical hands and a smooth, honeyed drawl.
Ex-husband. Ex-wife. And yet I’ve never loved him more.
And I didn’t want to change the way you look at me. I didn’t want you to see me as anyone but the man who loves you beyond reason. But I realized today . . . I can’t do this without you by my side. I need your strength when I’ve got none left. I need your love when everything feels like it’s going to hell. No one compares to you, Holly.
