Page 79 of Slap Shot

It’s funny.

I’ve been married.

I’ve been deeply in love.

But I’ve never seen anyone, not even my ex-husband when we were at our happiest, look at someone the way Maverick looks at Emmy.

It’s like she’s made of shooting stars and the brightest light in the sky. It’s beautiful, and for one blissful, optimistic moment, I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever find something close that.

I can’t help butwantto find something like that.

Dating terrifies the hell out of me, because I know what happens on the other side. I know all about the tears and the pain and the stolen moments you can’t get back.

Add in Lucy, and it’s scary as shit.

I have no clue how I’d navigate introducing someone new to my daughter.

Is there anyone out there who is worthy of being in her life? Who will show up for her like I show up for her, even though she’s not theirs?

But seeing that joy radiating off of Maverick and Emmy… I think if I everdofeel like putting myself out there again, it would only be for a man who loves me wholly and deeply. With their entire soul, like we’re destined in the stars and I’m the only one in the world.

Everyone is going to tell us what they’re thankful for,Luce.You get to answer too.

I already know what I’m thankful for!She wiggles in my lap.It’s a surprise.

I can’t wait to find out.

We go around the room, and my expectations were low for what the guys would be thankful for. I was waiting for superficial answers like OnlyFans or tight skirts, but every piece of gratitude they share is thoughtful and deep.

It’s obvious these men are more than just hockey players. They exist outside their uniform and the pucks they hit, and it makes me smile.

When it gets to be Lucy’s turn, I expect everyone to go on with their conversations and ignore the child at the table who doesn’t communicate like they do.

Except… they don’t.

They smile at her, giving her their full attention, and I’m certain my heart is close to exploding out of my chest when Hudson gives my thigh a gentle squeeze.

“It’s your turn,sweetheart.What are you thankful for?” I ask. “What made you happy this year?”

Hudson’s doggies, she answers, and I share that with the group to enthusiastic laughter.

“I’d pick the dogs over Hudson too,” Maverick says.

Lucy taps her cheek, deep in thought, before lighting up.You.You’re the best mommy in the world.

“Thank you angel.I’m thankful for you too.You’re the best Lucy in the world,” I say and sign, and Liam hands Piper a napkin to dab her eyes.

“It’s true. You’re an unbelievable parent, Madeline,” Hudson says to me softly. There’s a twist to his words. A hint of sadness, right there beneath the surface. “Can you tell Lucy moms are the best? And she’s very lucky to have you?”

Riley clamps a hand on Hudson’s shoulder. I’m not sure of the significance, but I nod. I explain to Lucy what he said, and she giggles.

I’m the lucky one,Mommy.

“Your turn, Madeline,” Piper tells me, and I forgot I haven’t shared yet.

“Let’s see.I’m thankful for the best daughter in the world.I’m also thankful for fresh starts.For having a soft spot to land when I mess up,and being welcomed into a family that’s already full,but makes room for me at the table,” I say and sign, and Lucy kisses my cheek.

“Damn. Those were good. I’m thankful for the people who aren’t here but should be. I’m thankful for good health.” Hudson drums his fingers on the table, then looks directly at me. “Most importantly, I’m thankful for strangers who turn into friends.”

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