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and Louis Jamison, trying to decide who to pass it to next.
“Congrats on the win, Hart. If you’d passed to Powers at the start of the third, it would have been 5-2.”
“Because…” I like you. I like you more than I’ve ever liked a guy, and that’s terrifying. “Because I want to have sex with you.”
I’m acting like a boyfriend, and she’s not my girlfriend. I just…wanted to see her. And it’s been less than two days. Fuck.
“Why? I thought you were friends with him.” Conor mutters something that sounds like Not anymore.
“Because we’re on a fake date, Hayes. And if I play with Thomas, I can’t beat him.”
Conor smirks, then stands and follows his coach. “Hard launch,” Aidan coughs.
“I thought, I have absolutely no game when this girl is involved. Because you were standing there, just looking at me, and I couldn’t think of a single fucking thing to say. And it had nothing to do with anything except you, Harlow.”
I told myself I’d never, ever fall in love with Conor Hart. Famous last words.
Seeing her talk to another guy? Laugh with another guy? Touch another guy? I might commit murder, trapped in a hell of my own making. Aidan sighs, long and exasperated. And then we continue sitting in silence, drinking our beers.
“Mess up all my plans, Harlow. Because I don’t want to be part of any plans unless they include you. I need you in my life, for anything to mean something. When I play in my first pro game, I want you to be behind the bench wearing my jersey. If you’re not, it’ll just be another hockey game.”
Come Break My Heart Again Winning Mr. Wrong Back Where We Began
Fly Bye Serve Heartbreak for Two Pretty Ugly Promises Six Summers to Fall King of Country
Kiss Now, Lie Later For Now, Not Forever
Fake Empire Real Regrets
Friday Night Lies Tuesday Night Truths
First Flight, Final Fall
Famous Last Words
