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Liam holds out his hand and Lucy takes it, swinging their arms back and forth
“All of you? Together?”
“No. No.” I point at Lucy who’s smiling. My teammates and I must look like fucking idiots. “Just for her.”
“We’re codependent, but we’re not that codependent,” Maverick says.
“Speak for yourself,” Grant says.
Riley sighs. “None of you are helping.”

“I have a favor to ask.
“I’m sorry, Hudson. I don’t see you that way. I’m going to have to respectfully decline your advances.”
“Oh, fuck off.”

LOOOL

“Want to do a lap?”
“I mean we can, but I don’t want to injure you. Or myself. I might turn into a human bowling ball and take out half the team.”
“That’s not going to happen.”
“And if it does?”
“Then I’ll yell strike and we move along.”

they’re so CUTE

“I still feel like I’m this ball of emotion who loves people too fiercely, who cares too deeply, who wonders if my brain might be hardwired wrong.
Too soft for an athlete, an ex called me.”

maverick has some competition w the top boy title ☹️

“You’re incredibly needy.”
“Probably because I was abandoned as a child and I’m making up for it as an adult.”
“Fuck you for making me feel like an asshole.”
“I’m just messing with you.” He flashes me his signature grin “Eighty seats on this plane, and you keep sitting next to me. I must not bother you that much.”
“You bother me plenty. But I love you, so I overlook all of it.”

“Not exactly. It’s not lost on me you’re an attractive professional athlete.” Madeline rolls her eyes. “Okay. Wipe that grin off your face. You know what you look like.”
“A compliment is still nice to hear. Thank you for the flattery, Madeline”

the men in this series vs not being smug

“I think you’re a nice woman, Piper. I value our friendship, but I really don’t need Liam decking me in the face. I’m going to politely decline your advances. I don’t reciprocate your feelings, and I’m sorry.

“Ew. You think I’m hitting on you?
You’re like my BROTHER, Hudson. My god.
I have an idea I want to run by you. And it doesn’t involve sleeping with you.”

“You have my attention.”

“Hello to my favorite defenseman!”

“I’m not sure Riley will be happy to hear I’m your favorite, but I’ll take the honors.
What’s up, Little P?”

i love their friendship 🥺

It’s a business card, and judging by the smudged numbers and letters, it must’ve been in my bag for ages. The right corner is ripped, but I can make out a logo on the top of the rectangle.
“‘DC Stars. Piper Mitchell, rinkside reporter,’” I read, and the night I came into possession of the card comes flooding back to me. “Oh.”

NO WAY THAT WAS HER

“What helped you get through it?”
I’m not sure I’ve gotten through it, and I’m not sure I ever will.
I don’t think that’s something you move on from.
“You. Hockey. Rescuing Gus and Millie,”

maverick and hudson r 🤨