Page 85 of Skating the Blue Line
Somehow we both realize what we are doing and pull apart, but just enough for Liam to press her forehead against mine and for our breaths to become one.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have–”
“No, it’s fine. Please don’t be sorry. We both got caught up in the moment.” I interrupt him.
He should be sorry for what just happened. I’m not.
I feel his head nod against mine and watch as his eye close. He takes a deep breath as if to calm himself down.
I can feel his body against mine, but I don’t dare admit that I’m able to feel each hard and long part of him.
The kiss affected him just as much as it did me, but we can’t do anything about it.
Still not pulling away, Liam opens his eyes. There is an intensity that wasn’t there before and the second I see it, I know what it is.
It’s love.
It’s his love for his baby and his next words confirm it.
“We’re having a girl. My baby is going to be a girl.”
I can’t help but to smile at him with the same type of intensity that coats his eyes.
“We are having a baby girl.”
And I hope that she feels all the love that her father will give her, because he will. Liam will love his little girl beyond belief and I know for a fact that he will do anything for her.
I just have to hope that I can at least witness it for a short period of time before I move back to my own place.
Because this little bubble that Liam and I are in won’t last forever.
No matter how much my heart wants it to.
Priorities. We have priorities.
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A girl.
Chloe and I are having a girl.
Holy shit.
It’s been close to a month since we found out and I feel like I’ve been on a cloud ever since. And if she had told me that we were having a boy, I would be feeling the same way.
It’s not only the high from the baby. It’s also one from everything else happening in life, more specifically the Dark Knight being the number one team in the conference.
Yup, after so much hard work. The team not only is at the top of the division but the whole damn conference. Everyone has been on fucking fire, playing as if every single game has depended on it. At the rate that we are going we’ll have a spot in the postseason and have a chance at the cup.
This year feels different. This year feels like it is ours for the taking and we are not going to hold anything back.
And I’m not the only one feeling it. Everyone in the locker room feels it too.
Take tonight for example.
We’re about ten minutes away from face-offs and the whole damn room is electric.
