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Ineed to tell Addison something, and I need to do it soon. I need to tell her that I fucking love her.
Yeah, there’s no more wondering about it.
I love the woman.
That is a fact.
I’ve known it for a while now, but I became 100 percent sure the other day when we were hiking out on Arden’s property and beyond.
It became clear when we checked out the property for sale next to his—the woods all around and the huge field in the middle, where an equally huge house could be built. When my whole decision was dependent on if Addison liked the area or not, that’s when I knew.
And, as it turns out, she loves the property.
So I put a bid on it earlier this week, the day after our hike. I haven’t heard anything yet, but we’ll see where and how it goes from here.
Right now, though, I have a game to focus on. We’re about to take the ice in Chicago for our matchup tonight with my former team, the Blackhawks.
To say it’s important for me to play well is an understatement.
Yeah, I have something to prove.
Even though it worked out better for me in every way, shape, and form that I’m with the Thunder, I’m still burned that the Blackhawks traded me.
Talk about a fucking insult.
“Time for a little payback,” I murmur as our team is announced and we skate out onto the ice to a chorus of boos.
That’s not surprising, as we are the away team.
On the bench, Coach reminds us to stick with our game plan and we’ll have success.
He’s right—by the end of the first period we’re up 4-2. This isn’t our usual tight defensive style of play; both teams are opening up tonight.
But that’s okay. We’re still playing our game our way.
In the second period, we score another goal, but so do the Hawks.
Later, with seven minutes and ten seconds left in the third period, a former teammate of mine checks me hard into the boards.
“What the fuck?” I yell.
He just laughs and turns his back.
Not so fast, pal.
Pissed, I skate over and cross-check him.
Annnnd I get caught.
I don’t even try to argue the penalty; I just head to the sin bin and take a seat.
It sucks that I just put our team at a disadvantage. But our penalty kill is pretty good. Let’s hope they keep the Blackhawks from scoring.
I watch as our guys do a stellar job of clearing the pucks up ice a number of times. The Hawks can’t seem to even get set up.
Good.
Time ticks down, and I stand when there are only a few seconds left of my penalty.
