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Le Coeur was in big white letters across my shoulder blades.
“Now that is a beautiful sight,” he said. “So? How have you been?”
“Are you kidding me right now?” I asked. “I think you have more important things on your mind-”
He grabbed my hand. “Not more important. Nothing is more important than you. I hate that I ever convinced you otherwise.”
I blinked at him. “Is this a prank?”
That made the smile drop from his face. “No, no more pranks.”
“Your leg! Dillon! What about your leg?”
“It’s busted up,” he said with a shrug. “They’re getting the jet ready to take me to Boston for surgery and then I don’t know.”
“Am I upside down right now?” I asked. “Why are you being so casual about this? Why aren’t you angry?”
“What’s the point of being angry? Shit like this happens. You said it-”
“Don’t say it,” I growled.
“Puck happens,” he smiled.
“Your career…”
“Might be over.”
He shrugged. He actually shrugged, like the cafeteria was out of the protein powder he liked.
“Is he on drugs?” I asked Juan.
“He wouldn’t take any until he talked to you,” Juan said.
“I wanted to be clear-headed,” Dillon said.
Suddenly the whole world went red. I stepped up to his side and wrapped my hands in his compression shirt.
“You are Dillon Fucking Le Coeur,” I said, right in his face. “Dillon Le Coeur’s career doesn’t end like this. You are going to have surgery and then you are going to fight as hard as you’ve ever fought, and it’s going to be awful and painful but you are not going to give up. Not until you are right back on the ice, better than you’ve ever been.”
“Babe,” he whispered.
“What?” I snapped.
“You are really giving me a hard on right now.”
“Oh my god, Dillon!” I cried, and let go of his shirt, but he grabbed my hand.
“All that…everything you just said? It sounds like a good time.” He smiled and I laughed because I knew he wasn’t joking. The man loved hard work and impossible odds. “I’ll do it. I’ll do all of it.”
“Good.”
“On one condition,” he said. “With you by my side.”
It was a dream. The dream. My dream. Respect and love and teamwork all rolled into us.
I didn’t hesitate. There was no point. I loved the stupid oaf.
“Fine. I agree to those terms,” I said.
