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I couldn’t leave fast enough after she ran to me on the ice, almost giving me a heart attack in fear of her falling then in shock when she wrapped her whole body around me, and for the first time, she kissed me. She kissed me and I knew that it was time.

It was time for me to make her officially mine, to go home and finally be with her, join my family in the MC, and build my hockey rink there so I can coach.

I will never forget the feeling of when my dad took me to get all my hockey gear then to the rink for the first time.

That was a huge moment in my life.

I had to learn to deal with the pain that my biological mother chose everything and everyone over me.

Women have thrown themselves at me, begged me to fuck them, and I never gave them a second glance because Olivia is meant to be mine. I’d rather cut off my own arms before I do anything to hurt her if I can help it.

I stayed in the game. While everyone partied, fucked different women every night, and drank until they passed out.

That wasn’t me.

I busted my ass to get the Stanley Cup, rising in the ranks until I was the best player on the ice.

It paid off.

I have more money than I know what to do with from my share of the club, my hockey career, and investments.

I was determined to take care of Olivia in any way I could. I made sure she didn’t have a single fucking bill and took care of everything.

Only thing left to do is to get my woman that I have waited years for.

Good things come to those who wait is the saying, and what I have waiting for me is the best.

Olivia

Eighteen Years Old (Memory/Flashback)

Today is the first day of college and I’m thrilled—though I’m not thrilled to ride the bus, but my dad has to work and he can’t miss any more days.

So, the bus it is, as much as it pains him and Maci. It’s been hard to finish the last two years of school without Ronny. He was my best friend and a major support system during high school.

“Olivia! There is someone outside for you,” Maci calls for me and I walk into the living room to see what is going on, but she is outside on the front porch.

I open the door and at the end of the porch is Ronny, holding a massive bouquet of flowers, but behind him is a brand-new Ford Bronco in the color robin egg blue that I fell in love with, but the surprising thing is there is a massive bow on the hood of the car.

I’m floored.

“Ronny! You’re home.” Forget the car, the flowers, I’m thrilled to have Ronny home. He laughs at my reaction as I run down the stairs to give him the biggest hug.

The second his arms wrap around me, my whole entire body sinks into him. I sigh, snuggling deeper, burying my face in his chest.

“You think I would miss you going off to college?” he asks me, and I giggle when he tilts my head back to kiss my forehead, much to my disappointment when it’s not my lips.

“Thank you for the flowers.” They’re smooshed against my chest where he’s holding me, so I take them from him and breathe in the scent. Something cold touches my nose and within the flowers is a set of keys.

Confused, I take them out and hold them up. “What?” I ask Ronny, and he smirks. He turns to the side, pointing to the Bronco. “Want to check out your new ride?”

I turn around to look at Maci, who is grinning from ear to ear, and I now know why my dad actually agreed to let me ride the bus—he knew I wasn’t going to be.

“How did you— Why did you?” I ask him in a rush, dumbfounded.

He smooths my hair back from my face. “You needed a car, and I needed you safe. I promised to take care of you, and I meant it. I also paid for your college.” He throws that last bit in causally like I won’t catch it.

Maci laughs and sits on the steps, rubbing her stomach. She is pregnant and my dad is over the moon happy about having another child.

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