Our Overtime (Ice League #1)

by S.C. Kate

I can’t believe you’ve watched our side,”

“I don’t watch your side, I watch you,”

They wanna meet my girl.

Literally this SENDS me....."MY GIRL"!!! Literally dead

All his movements felt rushed and unrhythmic. The only time he smoothed out his actions was on the ice. I still had that handwriting somewhere in one of my boxes of old things... On sweet, but always slightly crude, birthday and Valentine’s Day cards, signed ‘Love you, Grey.’ I had that last name printed on half a dozen ratty, old sweatshirts put away somewhere in my garage. I wore that last name for so many years, and for the longest time I thought it’d be mine- something that, even a decade later, made me want to break down and cry.

And him losing it wasn’t violent, he sobbed like a baby- an aspect I had learned to appreciate in a man.

I loved when he called me his girl.

Girl bye me too

I love being loved by you, baby.

Fuck yeah, I’m wifed up. I’d been wifed up for a while. And they were all jealous.

I shouldn’t have ever married him. It was kind of forced on me and at the time I was practically a space cadet. I kind of blacked out of life,”

“Grey, please go,” she said weakly. “Well, first off, Fuck that,”

“We are in the bathroom, ya know,” she said quietly. She laid her head against my shoulder, and I kissed the top of her head. “I don’t care.” “I’m getting makeup on your favorite workout shirt,” she said. “Don’t fucking care.” “Your friends are going to make fun of you,” she sniffed. “Let em. They’re just jealous I’m wifed up,”

I was strong before he came along. Maybe not happy, but independent. He was the one that interjected himself into my life. Why do that if you knew you’d be leaving?

“Both of you are so dumb- no offense- when it comes to each other. He gave himself a panic attack after leaving your place because he was so upset over how you thought he had dumped you and left you alone for all these years. He had it in his head that you were the bad guy who dumped him. So he had all this resentment towards you for years and he just then realized it was misplaced. He was so angry and panicked that he proceeded to punch his brick house and shatter his hand.”

“And then he came to me crying thinking I could fix his little broken wing because of his hospital scaries- but that part’s kind of cute actually in his sad puppy dog kinda way that he gets, ya know?”

“Girl,” Paige looked at me seriously, “that boy would still walk through fire for you.

Even if she didn’t want me in the way I wanted her, I’d take whatever she’d give me, even if that meant just friendship and being a coach to Canyon. I just knew that I’d never leave her again. I owed it to her. She was mine to protect all those years ago and I failed.

The unconditional love....the even if you dont love me i still love you and it doesnt matter. Slayed

“I still love you,” he choked out. Tears were in the corner of his eyes. In all the years that we were together, I’d never seen him cry before. “I never stopped. I don’t even care if that’s not how you feel, I want you to know Julianna.”

“My heart has always been yours, Greyson. For a while I didn’t know if I was afraid to love someone else or if I just gave you all I had,” I told him. “But I think once you love someone so fully, the way I loved you, you can’t just stop loving or turn it off. It doesn’t just go away. I think everyone you love forever carries a little of your love with them. And I didn’t hold back with you. I gave you my whole heart. There was never anything left for anyone else.”

Girl bye😭😭

“I love your mom. I am completely and absolutely in love with Julianna Louise Hurley and I have been since I was 16,” he told him matter of factly.

“Your mom’s a hottie, kid,” Grey said, throwing me a wink. “Ohh, too far, Coach! That’s my mom!” Canyon yelled, fake gagging then.

It made me feel like a chick thinking about it, but the way she was helping the little two-years-olds made me want to have one of our own together.

RIP his imaginary ovaries

“I get to make love to you with two hands… Just imagine how much louder you’ll be screaming my name, baby.”