Hidden Scars (Darby U Hockey Boys, #1)

by Andi Jaxon

“Take it, all the way down.” He watches his cock disappear inside of my ass as I sink down on him.

“I love you,” I grit out, craving the words

“I fucking love you,” he snarls,

“Come for me,” he demands. “Show me how much you love being fucked.”

Jeremy is the only one who can touch me.

“Listen, I can tell he doesn’t want help right now, but if he changes his mind, call me and I will help him.”

I love that man.

“I love you,”

He can’t leave me. My entire world will fall the fuck apart.

“I love you, Preston. I’ve got you”

“We’re a team,” Carpenter says. “Nobody fucks with you but us.”

STOP THEY CARE ABOUT YOU IM GONNA CRY!!!!!

Someone yells “Fuck off!” and I think it was Paul, but I don’t stop to look.

“Up, baby, let me answer that.” I pat his thigh

The pet name!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭

“What do I do? I don’t know what to do.”

I fucking hate that man how could he leave his kid like that he’s a fucking bitch!!!!!

The hardest part is not knowing how to feel. Part of me is relieved he’s gone. He can’t touch me anymore. I’m free. But my father is dead. My sister and I are now orphans. We are our only family.

That’s a guilt I will carry the rest of my life. “I

Poor baby you shouldn’t

I love him.

“I’m going to get it tattooed.”

“Will you bite me so I can match Jeremy?” He looks at Paul, who’s starting to blush. He’s got it so bad and I can’t wait to see how it all plays out. Brendon is oblivious.

He’s going to fold though, Paul wants to touch Brendon. It’s clear as day.

Paul and Brendon show up as I’m finishing, Brendon looking triumphant while Paul looks like he’s trying to hide an erection. Which I’m sure he is.

“I don’t know who bit you, but they need to do it again, this has faded too fast. Unless you want me to just wing it.” “No!” Paul snaps then turns bright red when we all look at him.

“Jeremy, I love you more than I ever thought possible. My life is not complete without you, I am not complete without you.” He drops to one knee and my eyes bug out of my damn head. “Will you marry me?” “Dude!” Brendon yells as I stare at my boyfriend, wide-eyed and speechless. He’s holding a gray band that appears to be hammered so it’s not perfectly smooth. “These bands aren’t perfect. Like us, they’ve been struck and dented, but the flaws in the metal make them unique and strong.” My throat clogs with emotion and I’m so overcome with the intensity of this moment that I can’t speak. All I can do is nod and reach for him, wrapping my arms around his neck and crashing his lips against mine while I drop to my knees in front of him.

“I’m far from perfect. Life with me will not be easy, but I swear I will love you for the rest of my life.”

“Of course I will marry you and fight with you and love you and build a life with you. You’re never getting rid of me.”

“I’m taking your name when we get married,” Preston says with the utmost seriousness, sliding the ring onto my finger. “I don’t want to be a Carmichael anymore. Make me an Albrooke.”

“He shows me that I’m lovable, even in the dark moments when everything tells me otherwise.” Why

“But I’m all yours,” I say against his mouth. “The future Mister Albrooke.”

“Thank you for not giving up on me.” Preston kisses my wedding ring. “There’s nothing to say thank you for.” I kiss his shoulder blade. “I can’t imagine going through life with anyone else. You’re it for me. You’ve always been it for me.”