Page 47 of Hat Trick

He whispered into my ear, “Check out the back. This is my favorite!”

Turning the jersey over, I saw the name on it readMrs. Hayes.

The events of the day started to really sink in and I started crying as I pulled the jersey over my wedding dress.

“Let’s go watch my man kill it out there!”

The game was incredible—fast paced, high scoring, lots of fights. Once the Otters were up by three points in the last two minutes, Gavin picked a fight just to prove a point. After they brawled all the way to the ice, the refs broke them up.

Gavin sitting in the penalty box next to me was infuriating and awesome all at once. He yelled over to me, “Hey wifey!”

I got right up against the glass. “Yes husband?” I hollered back to him.

“Kiss me!”

We pressed our lips against the cold glass separating us.

Best fucking wedding day kiss ever.

The end.