Contracted Girlfriend To My Hockey Mate
My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and for once, I’m not scared of the flames.
When we finally pull away, I’m breathless, my cheeks flushed, and Lucas is grinning like a damn idiot.
“Happy New Year girlfriend,” he says, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.
“Happy New Year, boyfriend,” I reply, and just like that, the tightness in my chest is gone. For the first time in forever, I feel free. Even though the fight is far from over.