So, I’d slipped my phone back into my bag and kept stretching, not bothering to respond because it would just make him more mad. It was really hard to keep a secret in my family, and the only reason why my mom and Ben-who was the only person other than her who knew-had kept their mouths closed was because they had both agreed it would be more fun to piss off my siblings by not saying anything and letting them find out the hard way I was going to be competing again. I didn’t need to ask what my brother was what-the-fucking over. I took it out and snickered immediately at the message after taking my time with it. I was in the middle of stretching my hips when my phone beeped from where I’d left it on top of my bag. I had gotten to the LC later than usual and had gone straight to the training room, praising Jesus that I’d decided to change my clothes before leaving the diner once I’d seen what time it was and had remembered lunchtime traffic was a real thing. “I made it three days before the text messages started one afternoon while I was trying to finish warming up before our afternoon session.
But you’re always going to be my favorite person,” he finished.
“Because I’m okay with you having ten other people be your favorite. He did it right there with the tip of his nose touching my own and his forehead against mine too. He ended every worry I’d ever had about there being someone after him. I blinked so fast I knew I was about two point five seconds away from losing my shit.Īnd then Ivan ended me. I will drag your stubborn, beautiful ass kicking and screaming back to me because nobody else will ever be good enough for you.”
“You’re not ever going to be anyone else’s partner. Not like it ever will again,” he finished, pressing his forehead against mine, his eyes intense and heartbreaking.
“You mean so much to me that that’s why whatever happens doesn’t really matter to me. “I love you so fucking much, Jasmine, that if I broke my ankle during a program, I would get up and finish it for you, to get you what you’ve always wanted.” “I love you so much, if I can’t skate with you, I don’t want to skate with anyone else.” “I love you so much I spend all day with you, and it still isn’t enough for me,” he kept going.
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