I've loved you three summers now, honey but I want 'em all --------------------------------------------------- "I don't want to ruin what we have" "Trust me you won't"

▌ it's ironic how our hearts can still get hurt by something we've seen coming. ✹ status: completed .ᐟ

You never asked for the roses. You never wanted the diamonds. And yet somehow, Luke Hughes gives you everything you've ever needed without even trying. When you move to Michigan for graduate school, crashing at your cousin's lake house before classes begin, the last thing you expect is Luke Hughes-NHL defenseman, golden boy, and Quinn's little brother-watering plants barefoot in the morning sun. You're drawn to him, not for his name, not for the spotlight, but for the way he remembers your coffee order, brings you wildflowers from the trail, and never forgets your favorite record. This is not a story about grand gestures. It's a story about the kind of love that lives in the silence- in the quiet mornings, the homemade pasta, the wind-chime laughter, and the smaller acts that change everything. But with his season looming and your past chasing you down, you'll both have to decide if the softest kind of love can survive the loudest parts of life.