Brooke

Two Months Later…

 

I nervously sat in my seat and gripped onto Owen’s arm, as there were only twenty seconds left and the Chicago Blackhawks were in the lead by one point.

“Don’t worry. He’ll do it,” Owen spoke nervously.

“I know.” My heart was beating a mile a minute.

The puck was in Logan’s possession as he streaked down the ice, heading towards the net in full force, firing the shot right into the net before the goalie even had time to move.

“YES!” I screamed as I threw my hands up in the air and stood up.

The buzzer rang and the game was over. The crowd roared and howled as the Rangers won the Stanley Cup. Excitement took over me and I could barely breathe.

“Did you see that?” Owen screamed. “How the fuck did he do that? It happened so fast I didn’t even see the puck.”

“That’s why he’s Lightning Logan.” I smiled.

His dad, Maggie, Owen, Brandon, and I all hugged each other in elation over the win. Tears streamed down my face as I watched Logan skate around the ice holding the cup in the air. When he looked at me, he stopped and yelled, “For you, baby. All for you.”

I blew him kisses and mouthed, “I love you.”

Once the players skated off the ice and headed to the locker room, Logan’s family and I waited patiently for Logan to emerge. I paced around, back and forth, in anticipation.

“Hey, baby.” I heard Logan’s voice.

Turning around, I ran to him and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist as he held me tight.

“Congratulations. I love you.” I kissed his face over and over again.

“I love you too, baby. I need you to do me a favor.”

“Anything.” I smiled.

“Will you marry me?”

“Oh my God, are you serious?”

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I kissed his lips three times. “I will marry you. I love you so much.”

He set me on the floor and got down on one knee as Brandon handed him a small velvet box. Opening the lid, Logan pulled out the most beautiful diamond ring I’d ever seen. Slipping it on my finger, he spoke, “I love you, Brooke, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

****

Logan

After we won the Stanley Cup, Brooke was offered a job as the team’s physical therapist. She was thrilled and accepted it without any hesitation. I was happy because that meant she would be with me always, even at away games. If she had accepted any other job, that wouldn’t have been a possibility and I would have missed her too much while I was away.

Brooke and I wanted to get married before the next hockey season started, so we planned it for the beginning of September and then took a week long honeymoon in Aruba. These were the happiest days of my life. About two months after we were married, my dad and Maggie gathered the family and we all went to Vegas to witness their vows and commitment to each other.

I got my endorsements back, and this time, I added two new endorsers to the list, Chevrolet and Electronic Arts, bringing my total in endorsements to over fifteen million a year, not including the seventy-million-dollar contract I signed for the new year. Life was perfect. I was making more money than ever. I had the most beautiful wife in the world and there was never one day that I took for granted.

****

After the next season ended, Brooke and I took a trip out to California to visit her dad and Woo. While we were at Woo’s house, having dinner, he sat across from us with a smile on his face.

“Congratulations to you both.”

“For what?” Brooke spoke.

“You’re pregnant.”

Brooke laughed. “I am not.”

“Yes. You are,” he spoke with seriousness.

“Come on, Woo.” I chuckled.

“You laugh. Stop on your way back to your father’s house and pick up a test kit, then we’ll see who’s laughing.”

Brooke set down her fork and looked at me.

“Are you?” I asked.

“I don’t think so.”

“You are.” Woo smiled at us.

After leaving his house, we got in the car, and Brooke grabbed hold of my hand.

“He’s never wrong about anything, Logan.”

“We’ll stop and pick up a test. Just relax, baby.”

When we arrived back at the house, we went up to the bedroom and shut the door. I opened up the box, took out the stick, and read the directions.

“It says you have to pee on the stick. So here, go pee on it.” I smiled as I handed it to her.

I was calmer than she was. The idea of having a kid didn’t freak me out. I wanted nothing more than to have a baby with her and start our own family, but in a couple of years. She set the stick on the counter and walked out of the bathroom.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m not going to sit there and watch it. Let’s make out for the next two minutes.”

I walked over to her and placed my hands firmly on her hips.

“What if Woo is right and you are pregnant? How would you feel?”

“I don’t know. We never talked about having kids yet. It’s been about our careers and being newlyweds.”

“I know. But if you are, it wouldn’t be so bad.” I smiled.

“No. I guess not. I mean, we were going to have kids eventually, right?”

“Of course we were.” I kissed her lips and then looked at my watch. “It’s been two minutes, babe. Shall we look together?”

I gulped. “Sure. We can do that.”

Walking into the bathroom, we both looked down, and there it was, the big blue plus sign staring us right in the face.

“Woo was right,” I spoke as I stared at the positive test telling me that I was going to be a father.

“Yep. He sure was,” Brooke responded.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

“We’re having a baby, Mrs. Jackson.”

“Are you happy?” she asked.

“I’m very happy. You?”

“Yeah. I am.” She smiled.