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I’m fine. It’s fine.” I clap my hands together. “Everything is fine.”
okay ross
He crosses his arms over his broad chest. “You said ‘fine’ too many times there.” I huff
clocked
Maybe he’s waiting until our session ends. He’s going to apologize. What else could he want to say?
well he’s a dick so he’s probably gonna ask to get back together or something else that’s stupid
In my mind, I hear the words he said to me in the middle of that party while he had his arm around another girl. I never said we were exclusive. You did. I’m bored. Girls like you don’t end up with guys like me.
HELLO?
He laughs lightly, glancing down at my hands on his inner thigh with a conspiratorial grin. “Given our history, can you be professional this season?”
i’m about to professionally kick your ass
“You know Rory and I are together, right?”
oh that was bold
God, Rory’s going to be the worst about this.
absolutely
I start clapping awkwardly and Pippa laughs, which makes me laugh.
me
“Hi, baby.” He leans in and presses a kiss to my temple like it’s nothing.
HI
“Aren’t you two cute.” Connor’s tone is light, but I can hear the edge under his words. “Wearing your guy’s jersey and everything.”
please get a life
I shiver, and Pippa and I exchange a glance. Her eyes widen, her silent way of saying he’s really taking this faking thing
yeah…faking…..
“She even liked me when you two were together,” Rory tells Connor. “That’s what you said, right, Hartley?”
oh you troublemaker
God, I love beer.
odd
I pull the framed photo of Hartley out of my bag and set it on the nightstand. It’s a zoomed in version of the photo from the engagement party, with me cropped out.
i’m sorry i’m giggling
He leans against the counter as he takes a drink. “You think I don’t know you’ve always had a thing for Hartley? She might be having fun with you now,” he lets the last word linger, “but I had her first.” His smile turns cruel and cold, and rage bleeds through me as he shrugs. “Hazel and I aren’t done yet.”
yes the fuck you are
I hit the ice, knocking the wind out of my lungs, and white-hot pain shoots through my ankle.
have you considered like not doing that
“Everyone back off!” My voice booms around the arena as I hurry over at full speed. People give her space, but not fast enough. “Move the fuck back!” “Dude, there’re kids around,” Owens mutters to me.
bro i’ve had a kid call me a “motherfucking bitch” before 😭
“Her ankle and her wrist,” I answer. “And probably her tailbone. We need to go to the hospital.”
can we not, i’m embarrassed
After convincing Rory I don’t need him to carry me to and from the ladies’ room, I make my way back through the crowded bar to our table.
girl. you know cartilage is gonna be sitting there waiting for you
“Did you get the thing I sent? You never thanked me.”
why on earth would i thank you
“I saw the way you were looking at me today,” he slurs.
i think you’re blind
“I know.” Rory’s voice is sharp like a knife but his gaze stays locked on mine. “I’ll fucking kill him.”
omg no murder is bad stop please no
(anyways continue)
I grab the front of McKinnon’s shirt, hauling him up straight so I can look him in the eye. Everyone in the bar is silent, listening and watching as tinny Christmas music plays.
i’m sorry i’d be the person in the corner cackling
A sign in a tattoo parlor window catches my eye—OPEN. “Wait.” I grab Owens’s shirt to stop him, staring up at the glowing letters, and behind me, Volkov swears. I grin big. “Let’s go inside.”
oh shit
The bridge is an endless line of red taillights. There must have been an accident.
oh shit
The players are either on the ice or the bench, and Ward glances over at us, wondering what’s holding up the captain. My gaze lifts to the Jumbotron, and my pulse jumps. The camera’s on me and Rory. Great.
i’d kill myswlf
