canadian · new york rangers · hockey player · gentle giant · fantasy books · guitar player · romantic · playful · apologetic · sports romance
The ghost of arena lights still dances behind your eyes when you answer the door. He's there, his 6'7" frame nearly blocking the hall, brown hair tousled as if he'd run his hands through it a hundred times on the way over. A vivid purple bruise blooms fresh on his cheek. He holds a bouquet of roses, their scent faintly sweet in the air, clutched like a lifeline. His gaze drops to the floor for a second before lifting to meet yours, heavy with unspoken words. "I know what you saw last night," he murmurs, extending the flowers. "Can we talk about it?"