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To my husband… the hockey playing heartthrob who stole my heart and never gave it back.
In front of everyone, he kept me at arm’s length and acted like I was his little sister. When no one was looking, he would sneak into my room and hold me in his arms until the sun rose.
“You are a constant in my life. And I hate the fact that I’m going to be leaving you. The fact that I won’t see you almost every single day. I won’t see you sitting in the stands, cheering me on at every game.”
“I’m your dirty little secret. You’ve always used me as a distraction and honestly, it feels pretty shitty thinking about how you’ve kept this hidden.”
“The way I feel about you is the reason why I can’t let this be anything.”
I can’t let him mess with my heart and my head again… not this time.
She might not need me, but I need her…
Not to mention the fact that she looks like she was sent here from heaven.
Possessive. Protective. Fucking jealous as hell thinking about her there with her douchebag friend that she made.
“That’s where you’re wrong, babe.” His voice is low, soft and warm, just like his palms on me. “Everything you do will always concern me.”
“You’re not my keeper, Knight.” I glare up at him, feeling my body sway on unsteady legs. “You don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do.”
Logan’s face falls and he tilts his head to the side with a pained look in his eyes. “Don’t do that,” he whispers, his voice strained. My eyebrows pinch together. “Do what?” “Don’t call me Knight, like everyone else.” “Your friends call you Knight.” I roll my eyes in a dramatic fashion before pushing past him. “I’m just making sure that I’m playing the part right.”
“Because even though I don’t deserve you, that doesn’t mean there’s anyone who comes close to you. I refuse to settle for anything less than greatness, baby. And that’s exactly what you are.”
You see how well it works when guys try to be friends with you?” Isla chuckles lightly, the smile spreading across her face. “Yeah, but that’s different… it’s you.” She pauses and for a moment I think that maybe she fell asleep. “I don’t want more with him. I’ve only ever wanted more with you.”
My brother’s best friend.
Fuck you and your silence, Logan Knight.
I refuse to be anyone’s distraction or dirty secret anymore.
“I’m not that drunk, baby. Trust me, when it comes to you, there’s no amount of alcohol that could ever make me forget a moment with you.” He pauses, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. “But really, I didn’t drink that much, I promise.”
“I want you to be my first.” The corners of Logan’s lips lift. “And your last, Isla. I’m going to ruin you for anyone else. I’m going to leave my mark so deep in your fucking soul that you won’t ever want anyone but me.”
“So sweet and so fucking innocent,” he murmurs, his lips finding mine with the taste of me on his tongue. “I’m so gone for you, baby girl.”
That’s the problem with the two of us. We’re both fucking
“You don’t have to forget, baby. You can try all you want to distract yourself, but you’re never going to be able to get rid of me.”
I’m lost in him; he’s lost in me. And I never want either of us to be found.
I have no choice but to end things with Isla. And she’s never going to forgive me.
“I know, baby, but your brother doesn’t approve and that’s not fair to you. The last thing I want to do is come between the two of you, so I have to let you go.”
She’s a ride or die type of girl. My girl.
“You’re the only teammate that matters to me—that I want to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me, Isla Whitley?”
I’m completely consumed by him as he claims my mouth with his, breathing me in as he drains my lungs of oxygen. My brain swims and I’m so lost in him. In my fiancé.
The one who I will happily spend the rest of my life with as his wife. Logan fucking Knight.
