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I'm having thoughts I shouldn't have. Thinking things, late at night, that could change everything.
I imagine it—me and Bryce on the ice, Bryce in the zone, Bryce open for a pass, my pass—I have to think of something else before I wake up from this dream. Because this has to be a dream.
This dream is not going to last.
This is the best hockey I’ve ever played. This is how I skate when I’m alone, because no one else can keep up with me. Except now, Hunter can.
You are so in love
He’s a huge man, all brawn and bulk, with a wide, strong jaw.
Why do I want this so badly?
A chance. An opportunity to see if you and me can be more than two men sitting beside a river. A kiss, a first kiss, one I’m only just realizing I want more than I wanted to hear my name called out during the draft—
I miss him so much.
“Go to the locker room and get undressed. You’re not part of this team anymore.”
Verga
I bury my face in his neck as his arms circle me again. This hurts so fucking badly, but I shove the pain away. Focus. Your broken heart is not important. What did I expect from impossible dreams, anyway?
Hunter will never be my honey.
I'm gonna cry
You’re not the only one, I want to say. But I don’t.
For godsake! Put him and me out of our misery!!!
“Please, s’il te plaît. Don’t give me any hope. I need to move past this. S’il te plaît, leave my heart broken.”
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“You know, you were my first kiss.” “Ever?” “Non. My first with a man. So, peut être, the first I really wanted. And yours is the only kiss I cannot get out of my head.”
Kicking my fet and giggling
This is the man I have been missing. Not my hero. Not the man from the posters on my teenage walls. The real Bryce, the man from midnights and empty drives and lonely rivers, and the man who looked me in the eyes and dared to risk everything because, somehow, I made his heart beat faster.
He looks too much like he does in my dreams when my imagination of him whispers, “Je te desire. Mon coeur bat la chamade pour toi.”
“S'il te plaît. Please. Please, mon chéri.” I’m babbling, and I don’t know what I’m asking for. Please let this be true. Please be certain. Please don't hurt me. Please, please.
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“Je t’adore,” he whispers. “Tu parles français?” “I’m learning.” A kiss to my shoulder. “I want to speak French with you.” Another kiss. “I want to do everything with you.”
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“Hunter—mon coeur…”
“I’m glad we got away today. And talked.” He smiles. “Oui, this was a very productive talk.”
“Tout ira bien, mon capitane.” “Oui. Oui, tout ira bien. Je marquerai pour toi, monsieur.”
“Je veux être avec toi pour toujours.”
“We know Bunny. Calisse, we could tell he was heartbroken when he came back from Las Vegas. We knew he'd fallen in love there. We didn't know who he’d given his heart away to, but that didn't matter. We thought it was probably a man, but if he wasn't ready to tell us, he didn't have to. He’d still be our brother whether he did or did not. We told ourselves we would just be there for him, and his broken heart would heal in time.”
I'm crying so hard rn
Tu es la lumière de ma vie. Tu es l’homme de mes rêves, de ma vie. Tu es tout pour moi.
L'amour de ma vie, pour toujours. “Je t'aime aussi, mon coeur.” And I kiss him again, in front of the whole world.
“Nous voulons prendre soin de lui comme il se soucie de toi, chéri,”
“Je veux passer ma vie avec toi.” His lips are parted, shock painted on his face. “Hunter…” I kiss his fingers and smile. “Veux-tu m'épouser?” “Mais oui.” Bryce beams. “Mon Dieu, oui, oui, mon amour.”
