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She chuckles. “We set a date yesterday. I was going to text you and tell you. And…well, since you’re here early, how do you fancy joining Kate, Darcy, and me on Monday? We’re starting the hunt forthe one.”

I audibly gasp, and Jack looks over. “They pushed it back to June thirtieth because the Scorpions are winning the playoffs this season.”

“Ohmygod! That’s still only six months away.”

My best friend’s face lights up. “I know.”

“So much to do.”

“Oh, I don’t need to worry about that. He’s taking care of it all. I just need to get the dress, apparently.”

“He.” I point at number twenty-two, flying across the ice. “Is planning a wedding?”

She smiles down at her fiancé sweetly. “He wants to take care of it all.”

I shake my head in awe. “He really is the love guru.”

“Apparently, he hasveryspecific plans.”

The Scorpions get another goal thanks to their insanely talented winger, Jessie Callaghan. He, thankfully, recovered from the wrist strain quickly. Zach skates across to congratulate him, removing his glove and bumping fists. That’s when Jessie points over his shoulder toward our box, and it’s at that exact moment that I know he’s registered I’m here.

He skates across the ice to the part nearest to me and removes his helmet. Pointing up at me, I’m sure I see a wide smile spread across his face. The jumbotron flashes to him,which confirms exactly that. He kisses his palm, blowing it up toward me. The crowd roars as I watch him smiling at me through the screen. I know he can’t see the jersey I’m wearing, but I can feel every single butterfly in my stomach as they dance around happily.

He’s beautiful, and finally, he’s all mine.

Zach standsbetween my legs as I sit on his kitchen counter.My lips are swollen, and my cheeks are sensitive from the way we haven’t stopped making out since we got back to his place.

Our place.

Our apartment.

Kissing my forehead, he stares down into my eyes. “I’m serious, you know; I want you to make this place exactly how you want it. Color it with all your brightness.”

I look around at the beautiful interior. “Actually, I kind of like the monochrome feel you have going on.”

He balks at my admission. “This is a joke, right? Where's the Luna who wanted to paint every wall in the beach house yellow?”

I shrug. “This is you. This place, it’s a reflection of you. A part of the man I love.”

He plays with a few strands of my hair, wrapping them around his tattooed fingers. “I want you to keep your place in Florida.”

There’s no way I can afford that with zero income. “Zach, that’s just not?—”

“Luna.” He runs both of his huge palms down the sides of my face and then through my hair, sweeping it over my shoulders.“Let me take care of this for you. You’re the one who’s uprooted your career, your whole fucking life, so we can be together.”

“But it’s what I wanted too.”

He parts my thighs wider, and I feel the way his hard cock brushes against the insides as he steps closer, making my core tighten with anticipation. I feel breathless. He makes me want everything, to experience everything. Just with him.

“You might’ve wanted it, but I was desperate for it, Rocket. Desperate for you. Just like I always am.”

“Well, I’m here now.”

He rubs his palms across the tops of my thighs. “Jon told me you’re going with the girls to help Felicity pick out a wedding dress.”

“I am.”

Leaning into me even more, every nerve ending fizzes at the way his lips brush my ear. “Luna Evans. Kind of has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”