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My legs felt like they didn't belong to me. Jax had his arm wrapped tight around my waist, basically carrying half my weight. I couldn't stop shaking. My breath was still coming in short gasps.

"Just a little further, Liam," Jax whispered. "We’re almost at the car. Just keep your feet moving."

I didn't say anything. I couldn't. My mind was stuck on the image of my own hands punching into Carl. I looked down at them again, resting against Jax’s dark jacket. The blood was starting to dry, making
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  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   Pair Of Old Grandpa’s

    The locker room was loud on Monday morning. It was the first real practice after the big game, and the energy was high. Everywhere I looked, guys were shouting, throwing rolls of tape at each other, and laughing about the weekend.I sat on my wooden bench, slowly pulling on my thick hockey socks. My knuckles were finally starting to look normal again. The deep purple bruises had faded to a light yellow color. They still felt a little stiff when I made a fist, but the sharp, stabbing pain was gone. I felt lighter. Having Jax back on my side made every breath feel easier. We weren't fighting. We weren't hiding from each other. Even though we had to be careful, just knowing he was right there made me much happier."Hey, Liam!"I looked up to see Toby walking over. He stopped in front of my stall, leaning on his hockey stick like it was a cane."Great game the other night, Liam," Toby said, grinning. "The whole campus is still talking about that goal you scored. You really saved our liv

  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   Partners

    The dorm room was dark when I got back. I just sat on the edge of my bed and listened to the sound of my own breathing. My father was out there right now. He was probably sitting in a dark office with the Dean, or maybe they were having a drink at a fancy hotel. He was using his money and his name to make my problem disappear. To most people, that sounded like a dream. To me, it felt like being buried alive.Every time my father fixed something for me, he owned a little bit more of my soul.********I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I didn't even have to look to know who it was. "Hello?""It’s done," my father said. He sounded calm. He sounded like a man who had just finished a successful business meeting. "The Dean and I had a very long talk last night. I reminded him of our family’s history with Northwood. I reminded him of the scholarship fund I started last year."I gripped the phone tighter. "And the hearing?""There is no hearing," he said. "The school has decided tha

  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   A Win

    Thousands of people were cheering, screaming, and banging on the glass. I could feel the sweat already dripping down my neck, and the game hadn't even started yet.My father was sitting in the very first row, right behind our team’s bench. I could feel his eyes on the back of my neck. He wasn't cheering like the other parents. He was just watching. Beside me, Jax was breathing hard. He bumped his shoulder against mine. It was a small move, something teammates do all the time, but I knew what it meant. He was checking on me. "Focus, Liam," Jax whispered through his helmet. "Just look at the puck. Nothing else exists."I nodded, but my hands were sweaty. Inside my gloves, the tape was tight against my bruised knuckles. Every time I squeezed the grip of my stick, a sharp pain shot up my arm, making my vision blur for a second. I had to ignore it. If I flinched, I’d miss a pass.The referee blew the whistle. It was time.The first period was blurry. I knew exactly where I was supposed to

  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   Interrogated

    The sun came up on Wednesday morning, but it didn't feel like a new day. It felt like the end of one. I sat in my first class, but I didn't hear a word the professor said. I just kept looking at my watch.9:00 AM.10:30 AM.1:00 PM.My stomach was in knots. I hadn't eaten anything since dawnI couldn't. Every time I thought about food, I felt like I was going to be sick.I went to the student union to try and hide. I found a corner table and put my head down. I just wanted to disappear. My hands were throbbing again. I had re-taped them this morning, making the tape even tighter. I needed them to stay stiff so I could hold my stick later; if I even got to play.My phone buzzed. It was a text from my dad.Dad: Just hit the road. Should be in town by 4:00. I’ll come straight to the rink to see you before the puck drops. Make us proud, Liam.I stared at the screen until the light turned off. 4:00 PM. My dad would be at the rink at 4:00. My meeting was at 4:30.If he went to the locker roo

  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   Fear

    Every time the metal door creaked open, I flinched. I kept my head down, staring at my feet as I sat on the wooden bench.My hands were the problem. I had taken off the thick white bandages from Jax’s place. Now, I had thin athletic tape wrapped around my knuckles. It looked like a normal hockey injury, but underneath, the skin was deep. My fingers felt stiff, like they were made of wood."Yo, Cap. You okay?"I looked up. It was Sebastian, one of our defensemen. He was leaning against his locker, watching me."Fine," I said. I tried to pull my glove on, but my right hand wouldn't bend properly. A sharp pain shot up my wrist. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound."We heard about the incident ," Miller said. He stepped closer. "Coach said some guy tried to jump you. Is that why your hands look like they went through a meat grinder?""Something like that," I muttered. I finally forced my hand into the glove. It felt like my knuckles were on fire. "He was trespassing. I had to get him

  • Romance In The Hockey Pitch   Notice

    My legs felt like they didn't belong to me. Jax had his arm wrapped tight around my waist, basically carrying half my weight. I couldn't stop shaking. My breath was still coming in short gasps."Just a little further, Liam," Jax whispered. "We’re almost at the car. Just keep your feet moving."I didn't say anything. I couldn't. My mind was stuck on the image of my own hands punching into Carl. I looked down at them again, resting against Jax’s dark jacket. The blood was starting to dry, making my skin feel tight and crusty. It wasn't my blood. The thought made me want to throw up.*****When we reached the car, he asked for my keys. I gestured to my pocket. Jax opened the passenger door and helped me slide in. He went around to the driver's side, got in, and immediately turned the heater to full blast.He didn't start the engine right away. He just sat there, gripping the steering wheel so hard. I could hear him trying to steady his own breathing."I’m sorry," I managed to choke out.

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