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Chapter 52. Too Shy
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2026-09-16 13:41:23
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Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 53. Visual and Emotional Trigger
Anne-Marie’s P.O.VHorrified, I whip around, scanning the street for anyone I know, like Diana, returning home with my baby. There’s no one coming.My heart is pounding hard in fear. A sickening twist settles in my stomach. I slap my hand over my mouth, throw my gaze up at the old woman still smiling at me, then fix my gaze back on that darned black van, desperately wishing it were a ghost I saw. I bite down on my lower lip, trembling, hoping, yet waiting for him to show himself as my eyes water. I count seconds in my head.Nothing. So I turn around and walk hastily. My shaky hand goes to my back pocket.“Anne-Marie?” “Oh, God!” I gasp, finally managing to pull my phone out. I fumble to unlock it while walking so fast in the opposite direction of my apartment building. It unlocks, and I tap the phone icon. “I’m calling 9-1-1, you fu–ing stalker.”“What? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!” He raps with desperation. I hear him running behind me. My heart lurches out of my throat. Panic de
Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 52. Too Shy
Anne-Marie’s P.O.V“You’re lying to me.” His voice cracks. My breath hangs in my throat.He blinks slowly, locking my gaze as if challenging me, as if he can see inside my head and tell that I never had the chance to move on.Caught off guard, I swallow hard, cross my arms, and avert my gaze to the window. “Believe whatever you want. I don’t really care…” I mutter with the last of my resistance, then take a deep breath. “Can you drop me off at the bus stop ahead?”“You’re changing the subject.”I shut my eyes, clench a fist, press my lips together impatiently, then turn to him. “Kaizer, I–”“But it’s okay,” he cuts in, the ghost of a smirk on his lips as he turns his eyes onto the road while steering the wheel. And I just know he can tell. He can tell that I’m lying. My face starts to flame.So embarrassing. I quickly turn back to the solitude of looking out my window. Next time he offers me a ride, I know to turn him down, no matter what. I’m in no position to deal with something
Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 51. Moved On
Anne-Marie’s P.O.VIn my right hand, I slowly turn a high-tech, encrypted security card with Marcus’ face on it, my head buzzing softly as I take my time and stroll back to where Kaizer’s car is parked in the hospital garage. My eyes fall to the card. Just his name—Marcus D. M., his photo, and a barcode. No company name for security reasons.Sighing deeply, I halt in my tracks and unlock my phone, my thumb already hovering over the dial button. I try to talk myself out of it, but if the cases were reversed and he hadn’t heard from me in days, I know he’ll show up outside my apartment building or call. I don’t know where he lives; I wouldn’t even go there if I knew. But I can call. And that’s exactly what I do. I put the phone to my ear and take a deep breath, waiting.How can he forget a corporate badge this important? Mr. Dawson had something like this when I worked at the logistics company. He’d let me have it whenever he wanted me to run errands for him in places that were restrict
Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 50. Just My Classmate
Memphis’s P.O.VA thunderous horn sends a jolt through me; I flinch in my seat, my phone slipping out of my hand. I grip the steering wheel quickly, step on the gas, and drive. ‘Reach out to your team member, Memphis.’ This is all that cycles in my mind. I carefully drop my right hand to the floorboard, feeling for my phone as my other hand steers the wheel. When I don’t find it, I glance down only to find it stuck between my seat and the console. I pull it out, take one final troubled glance at the email, then lock my phone.Over eighty-five of us take Sports Psychology. How on earth did I end up with her? Why in heaven’s name did it have to be her?My jaw clenches. Frustrated, I slam my fist hard on the steering wheel and honk at the vehicle moving too slowly in front of mine.The classes are only twice a week, but being paired with her means we’ll have to interact at least 3 times each week, because Sports Psychology is that big of a deal for every Northbridge athlete in senior ye
Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain Chapter 49. Under The Carpet
Anne-Marie’s P.O.VSomething vibrates in my lap. My heart skips. I snatch my hand out of Kaizer’s and lower my gaze, ready to pick up my vibrating phone, but it slides onto the seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him turning to the window. An awkward silence fills the car, except for the non-stop vibration. With a sigh, I shut my eyes for a second, push hair out of my face, and fumble for my phone. I stare at the screen. It’s a call from another unknown caller. My left brow jumps in alarm as I wonder who it is.I bite down on my lower lip and glance at Kaizer. He’s holding the steering wheel, waiting his turn. The light has turned green, and the cars ahead are already moving. My phone continues to vibrate. His gaze flicks from the road to mine. I blink and drop my eyes again, gluing them to my phone.Is it Memphis? But I blocked him.“You’re not answering that?”“I am,” I respond, sparing him a glance. Then I take a deep breath in preparation for the worst, tap my phone’s screen
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Anne-Marie’s P.O.VI tap my screen at lightning speed, hanging up without a second thought. I immediately block him and raise my eyes again. My heart is racing; I’m out of breath, probably from running.But who am I kidding? Kaizer’s dark brows furrow as he comes close, putting his hands out to me. I clench my fist around my phone, let out a deep sigh, and turn away, my hand palming the bandana on my head. I pinch the fabric off my head and shut my eyes as his voice replays in my mind.It’s Memphis.“What’s wrong?” Kaizer questions behind me, his voice gentle and filled with concern.All I can do is take another deep breath.How on earth did he get my number? And who told him it was okay to call me? Give my wristwatch to Marcus; he’ll return it to me. Is that so hard to understand? “Anne-Marie?”I drop my left hand from my head, lift my lids as I sigh, and slowly turn to face the prince standing behind me. My eyes lock with his beautiful light brown eyes; he’s standing only two step
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