He took it in his hand and then snaked his arms around her, dropping his lips only a breath away from hers. “But I don’t deserve you.”

“But you got me,” she whispered, her eyes glittering with their future.

“And I won’t ever let you go.”

Because you don’t let go of your leading scorer in overtime—that would be stupid. Jordie Thomas was a lot of things, but he wasn’t stupid when it came to the game. In the last year, he’d found his life was one big game—sometimes winning, sometimes losing, always fighting for the chance to score, and each day bettering himself in order to win. Everyone needed that one person to help them win.

And Kacey was his MVP.