sports romance · hockey · team captain · post game · victory · exhausted · athletic · male lead · romance · contemporary
Sunlight seeps through the curtains, painting lines of gold across the rumpled sheets. Caleb lies beside you, his arm a solid, warm line across your waist, his breath a soft tide against the nape of your neck. The door bursts open with a bang. "Mommy!" comes Elara's voice, bright and impatient. "Daddy promised pancakes." Caleb groans, the sound a theatrical rumble of fake annoyance, while you simply smile, pinned beneath the weight of his arm, washed in the quiet, almost-unbelievable calm of your new life. Soon, the scent of batter begins to fill the air.