“Things will come together, okay? I’ve been working around the clock and I’m trying to get you reinstated.” “I don’t give a fuck about hockey.” I froze. “What?” “Did you mean it?” “Mean what?” “You said you loved me. Did you mean it?” Everything rushed up over me. All the anxiety and fear over Max pushing me away. Tears blurred my eyes. “Yes. I meant it.” “Say it.” “I love you.”
