Page 200 of Power Play

I wipe my eyes. “It’s perfect. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“You mentioned a while ago that you wouldn’t take another man’s name again.” His hand moves up to my hair, cupping the back of my head. “And I want you to know I’d never force you to take mine. In fact, I’ve been thinking about taking yours.”

“Oh?” I lift an eyebrow. “What kind of power play is that?”

“Only that you’re a badass woman, Piper Mitchell, and it would be a goddamn honor to share a name with you.”

“We might be able to make that happen.” I nudge his stomach with my elbow and he lifts me up, tossing me over my shoulder. “Hey. What are you doing?”

“Taking my wife away from all these goddamn hooligans. I’m a selfish man, Piper, and I want you all for myself.”

“Saymy wifeagain.”

“I’ll say it as many times as you want.” Liam waves to his teammates and ignores their catcalls. He marches us to the locker room and a thrill runs up my spine. “So much you’re going to be sick of me.”

“I could never be sick of you.”

“We’ll see about that.” His palm cups my ass and he squeezes the curve of my backside. “Ready for your next lesson, wife?”

“What are you going to teach me today, Goalie Daddy?”

“It’s a math project. We’re going to measure the distance between your ass on the locker room bench to my mouth between your legs when I’m kneeling on the floor.”

“Wow. I hope I can handle that. Will you go slow with me? It’s my first time, and I really want to do well.”

Liam’s touch turns gentle, and I feel it behind my ribs. In the spot carved out of my chest where his love for me resides and all the way down to my toes.

“I’ll wait the rest of my life for you, Sunshine,” he says, and I can hear the smile infused in his words. “You take as long as you need.”