Back Melting For You
Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Epilogue
  44. Acknowledgements
  45. About the Author

At the start he was okay with that. I don’t know if it was because he thought we wouldn’t get serious or if he thought I would change my mind. Now, as the draft gets closer I can see the wariness in him. A New York scout has all but told him they are picking him and he’ll be taking their offer. He is moving to the other side of the country and he deserves it. Truly, he is special. He might think I’m everything, but Liam has more potential than most. He is a master on ice and he should share that with the world, even if it’s going to wreck me when he walks away.

“Come with me,” he whispers, as though he knows what I’m thinking. It’s not the first time he has asked, but I always give him the same answer.

“I can’t, you know I can’t.” My words are resigned.

“Ellis, I—” My hands cover his mouth. I can’t hear those words. My heart is already half broken, I can’t have it shatter.

“Please. Don’t say it,” I beg, but Liam’s fingers circle my wrist pulling them away.

“I have to, I love you. I want you with me. You and hockey mean everything to me and I don’t want to let you go.” I can see the battle in his eyes.

“I want to build my life here, I have plans of my own. I can’t throw them away.” It would just prove Eleanor right, I think.

“Ellis, please.” Now it’s his turn to beg, and it slices at my weakened defences to hear him plead for me. For us.

“Your life is going to be amazing Liam, I know it. You will be the best player in the league. Women will want to be with you, men will want to be you. I can’t stand in the way.” The truth in my words hurts me more. Having fibromyalgia means I need more than most. More care, more time, there are things he won’t be able to give me. He will be travelling for games, he will have to train like hell – especially when he first starts. I couldn’t bear to make him feel like he isn’t enough, doing enough.

“You won’t be in the way, you’ll be by my side.”

“Being judged by millions of women who think I’m not good enough,” I say, my voice shaking. “Never able to go about my day because sports reporters will be all over us, whether you win or lose.” If all goes to plan, Liam will be a famous athlete, and everyone in the world will have a say in what woman he deserves. I can’t listen to hundreds of people tell him how much better he could do.