Jax stepped into my space. He reached up, his hands cupping my face.
"It should scare you. You’re the one with everything to lose. I’m just the guy from the East State who wasn't even supposed to be here."
"Stop saying that," I said, leaning my forehead against his. "You're more than that. You're the reason I'm actually enjoying hockey again. You're the only person who sees me."
Jax tilted his head, his lips brushing against mine. We moved to the bed, sitting down close together.
"What do we do now?" I asked, my voice muffled against his shoulder.
"We keep playing," Jax said, his fingers tangling in my hair. "We keep being the Star Duo on the ice. We keep winning."
"And off the ice?"
Jax pulled back to look at me. "Off the ice, we have this. We have the 2:00 AM visits. We have the
