LOGINDawn’s point of view“Dawn?” Someone is calling my name. I groan softly, turning my head away.“Dawn.” The voice is soft.“Not now, LJ. Just one more minute,” I groan into my pillow, but something warm presses against my cheek.“Shit! Kill!” I jolt awake, and he moves back, a smile playing on his lips.My hair is all over my face, and he is sleeping next to me, propped on his elbow.“Oh my god,” I cover my mouth, looking at him, and he is smirking.He leans in and kisses my nose tenderly as I blink up at him,He just kisses my forehead and gets up. “Do you mind if I use your bathroom?”I shake my head, and he disappears.While he’s in the bathroom, I post the first video to the group chat I made for the team’s content approvals.The response was almost immediate, Andrea demanding to know why he wasn’t the last person in the reveal video.‘Like it,’ Devon comments, and more of the guys reply.‘Great job, D,’ Damian replies.‘Thanks. Since no one has any issues,’ I type back. ‘It’s goin
Dawn’s Point of ViewI’m still rounding up my shift when Killian walks through the door, looking as hot as ever.He has a baseball cap on, a black jumper, and baggy cargo pants. For a minute, I don’t move, just stare at him because wow, I might have a thing for a man in baggy clothes.“D, table six is waiting for their bill,” my workmate and friend Corey says, coming next to me, and when he turns to look at Killian, he freezes too.“Hey,” Killian says, walking up to the counter, his eyes on me, and I forget how to speak for a minute.Fuck. This isn’t me. I literally saw him this afternoon, so what is it about him that has me staring like this?“Hi,” I say, my voice coming out weak. Fuck me.“How long until you are off?” He asks me as I swallow hard.“Um…”“She’s off. Right, honey?” Corey beams with a smile, taking the bill for table six from me.“Uh…yes. Sorry, I wasn’t…” I stutter, not sure what to say, because it’s crazy that he is standing in front of me.I thought he only said tha
Dawn’s Point of ViewI never saw Killian yesterday. I texted him in the afternoon to make plans, and he said he was tired and would call later. Then I was so exhausted after my shift that I fell asleep.I woke up this morning to an unanswered string of messages from him. He’s asking me about content because I didn’t go yesterday, and I just say I’ll be there this morning. Being Wednesday, I don’t have a lot of classes, so I’m free to start working on content with the guys.This morning, I get to class early, and I’m not prepared for who is already sitting near the front.Ellie. My heart starts racing even as I make my way to my seat.“Hi babe,” LJ says, dropping next to me, and I give her a smile, my eyes on Ellie.“What’s wrong?” She asks, following my line of sight, and when she sees Ellie there, she turns to me with a glint of concern in her eyes.“Are you okay?” She asks me, and I nod my head.“I will be,” I say, then try to focus on my notes. She can do whatever she wants.Ellie
Killian’s Point of ViewShe walks off with her tablet pressed against her chest, and I watch her go longer than I should, long enough that Devon nudges me with his stick.“Stop staring before someone notices and starts asking questions you have no answers for.”I chuckle softly before walking back onto the ice. He was right. I wasn’t ready for a lot of things, and admitting what was going on with Dawn was one of them.I am not ready for a lot of things right now, apparently.We finish the session, and I head into the locker room and strip off my gear in silence, my mind elsewhere, running over the conversation from earlier.We never agreed to tell each other our problems. She said it like a fact, and the worst part is she is not wrong. That was the deal.She’s mine for the semester, and I help her chase her dream, which even her best friend doesn’t know about. I shouldn’t be bothered about her, but here I am thinking of her.I don’t know when it happened. Maybe it was the first night
Dawn’s Point of ViewHe thinks I am following him. The fuck?I can’t believe he just asked me that. I open my bag. Pull out the damn thing, and I shove the application form into his hands, hard enough that I hear him wince.“I applied months ago,“ I say, my voice coming out sharper than I planned. “Before any of this. Before I even fucked you.“He looks down at it, and I watch the realization move slowly across his face, the frown easing into something closer to understanding, and I take it back from him before he can say anything that will make this worse.“I needed the job,“ I say, keeping my voice calm. I hate explaining myself, but I won’t let him think I’m one of his puck bunnies. “I was as shocked as you when Professor Miraj told me there was an opening. Nobody is following you, Killian. I have an entire life that doesn’t orbit around you, believe it or not.“He opens his mouth to respond.“I am not one of your puck bunnies,“ I cut in before he can. “I know exactly what this is.
Killian’s Point of ViewI love her waking up in my bed. But also, I love watching her trying to pretend we are not together when half of the fucking school knows who she is to me now.I am walking back into the building for class when I spot Ellie across the courtyard, beaming at me as if we are fucking friends. What the hell is she doing here this early?I am about to walk past her when she sees me and changes direction, heading straight for me. Devon and Andrea are already flanking me, Devon muttering under his breath about what she could want this time.“Hell, if I know.“ I shrug, pulling my bag over my shoulder.She stops in front of me, and before I can tell her again that we have nothing to discuss, she gets there first.“Good, I caught you. I wanted to talk before you went in,“ she beams with a smile, glancing at Devon and Andrea.“What do you want, Ellie?“ I try to keep my voice calm because there’s something about her that just rubs me the wrong way since that night I found h
Dawn’s Point of ViewSaturday arrives, and I can’t stop thinking. I’m alone in bed, and my head throbs. I cried the entire night until I couldn’t.People have sex, right? It happens in college. Fuck whoever you want, so why do I want the man who hates me to hold me? I must be insane.I didn’t even
Dawn's Point of ViewHe lets out a guttural growl, taking in my body. And my heart beats so fast I forget how to breathe.“I want to see you without all this,” he says, trying to take in everything about me.“Switch the light off,“ I say, my voice shaking because he might see something he shouldn’t
Killian’s Point of ViewPractice is brutal in how only Coach can make it, the kind of session that strips everything else away and leaves you with nothing but ice and the burning in your lungs that tells you you are still alive.By the time we are filing into the locker room, nobody is talking. We
Dawn’s Point of View“Who did this to you?” he asks again. His voice is really low, and he looks like he is about to commit murder. His jaw tightens again, and his eyebrows pull together.“Just leave it... I’m fine.” I want to pull away from him, but he grabs my arm.“You can either tell me, or I w







