Danny Kearl

“Madeline lifts her chin. “You noticed that?” “I notice a lot of things.” “Oh.” She’s quiet for a minute, working the needle through the fabric again. “No one’s done that in a long time.” “Done what?” “Noticed the little things.” She shrugs, still hyperfocused on that damn needle and thread. “There’s nothing special about me.” I frown. She’s not wrong about many things, but she’s wrong about that. Madeline Galloway is special, and I’m sad she’s been led to think otherwise. “Agree to disagree,” I say, and her cheeks turn a faint shade of pink.”
― Chelsea Curto, Slap Shot

“I watch Jess Canning stride away, her long, tanned legs mocking me, her perfect ass sashaying. To look at us, you’d almost think that Jess didn’t like me. But this is just how we are together. Fiery, baby. That little exchange just bought me at least an hour of sweet lovin’.”
― Elle Kennedy, Good Boy

“I meant you. To feel like I’m living and not just surviving. I didn’t know if my heart could take losing my mom. There were so many days where I pretended I was okay. Where I’d smile and laugh at practice with the guys then come home and cry myself to sleep because I was so fucking sad. I haven’t been sad since meeting you, though. You’ve… you’ve poured love into the cracks I’ve tried so hard to fill myself, and I think I’m finally whole again.”
― Chelsea Curto, Slap Shot

“When Madeline stands and says she’s going to grab Lucy from school, hours have passed, and I can’t help but think about how today is the best day I’ve had in a long, long time.”
― Chelsea Curto, Slap Shot