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Like right now.

Fuck... She was in love with all of them. Didn’t get any better than that.

Sasha wasn’t sure how they felt, but she’d tell them. Eventually. Once they settled into life. Until then, it was her secret. Wyatt nudged her. She’d been so lost in her thoughts, she almost completely forgot she was supposed to answer questions.Sasha laughed. “I guess Italy is where we’re off to next. Better get ready for us, World. We’re in it to win.”

Six weeks later...

Wyatt took Sasha’s hand as they walked through the arena. Tonight’s game marked Archer’s return to his team. The friendly games set the US Men’s team into a pretty good position when it came to the Olympics, but they were going with a younger group of players, mostly college-aged kids. Whether or not that had to do with Coach Jones and Trent, Sasha couldn’t say. Plus, since winning her medal in Telluride, she was ready to begin a new adventure, besides heading to Italy next winter. She wanted to see where her relationship was headed with all four of her men.

For now, she enjoyed their company while practicing and rehearsing for their next stint of competitions. Tonight, however, was a rare treat for her. Watching a professional game for the first time since her accident. Yes, seeing the two friendly matches had been a huge step for her, but this... Her heart was in her throat just thinking about it.

“I can’t believe we’re behind the bench,” Wyatt muttered moving through the crowd. “That’s crazy, right?”

She nodded, trying to not puke or worse spazz out. It wasn’t that she was nervous per se. More excited. Being checked into the plexiglass was par for the course. So was tripping. Losing a tooth—thankfully, her parents insisted on a mouthguard. It was everything else about the game that had her ready to jump out of her skin. The thrill. Watching Archer play. Cheering him on to victory and knowing she’d be going home with two of her four men.

Poor Brody and Cam were clear across the country with their respective teams and wouldn’t be home until the weekend. Just in time to see her and Wyatt off for two weeks.

Life was chaotic and sweet.

Just what she always hoped it would be.

“I’m so hyped for this match. I didn’t realize how paralyzing my PTSD was until now. Ten years, Wyatt. If it hadn’t been for you and Jenny and Evgeni, I wouldn’t be here right now. Thank you so much.” He brushed her lips across his. “I love that you’re my partner. I hope one day we’ll make it forever.”

Wyatt squeezed her hand. “I thought we already were. I’ve always known you were my end game, Sasha. The minute you took that wobbly step out onto the ice, I saw it all.” He kissed her then wrapping her in his embrace. “The others are an added bonus I knew no matter what, you’d always need them, too. They’re a part of your soul and we’re all so much better for them and you.”

Tears welled in her eyes. “I love you so much, Wyatt.”

“Love you too, babe,” he murmured, holding her close. “We all do. We’re going to prove it every day from here on out. Promise.”

In the end, it didn’t matter what happened to Trent and Coach Jones or which direction her life went in after skating. What mattered to her was her family, and the men who’d shown up when she needed them the most. With them at her side, all things were possible.

No matter what.

The End

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