Our Overtime: Ice League Book 1 (The Ice League Series)

I was waiting in my living room for Grey in my pjs of choice: an old t-shirt of Grey’s that was so big on me it acted as a nightgown.

I heard the front door start to move and I immediately tensed up. I knew it was Grey. But I was still terrified it would be Kevin, and I unwillingly held my breath.

As soon as I could tell it was Grey’s body, I felt myself relax and walk into my foyer.

“Hi, babe,” Grey said with a smile over his shoulder as he locked the door.

He started toward me then and went to reach for my hair, and I tensed. I could tell he sensed it and he paused.

I looked up into eyes filled with understanding.

The image of him blurred from the tears forming in my eyes.

In an instant he folded himself around me in an all-encompassing hug.

“Shh,” Grey said, rubbing my back. I was trembling out of control, and I let myself fall into him and accept the only true comfort I had craved for so long. “That shits over Jules. I’m never leaving.”