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Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The Reconnection and the Notice
Tamine’s POVSunday night. 10:14 PM.I was sitting cross-legged on my dorm room floor, completely surrounded by crumpled balls of tracing paper, half-finished economic impact spreadsheets, and three empty espresso cups. My eyes were burning, raw and bloodshot from staring at my laptop screen.I wasn't looking at the screen anymore. I was staring at my phone, resting on the edge of my mattress.Coach Kavanagh had said 10:00 PM. It was fourteen minutes past.Ring.The screen lit up so suddenly I physically jumped, my knee knocking over a stack of architectural scales. I snatched the phone off the mattress, my thumb hitting the green icon before the first ring could even finish.I pressed it to my ear, my chest heaving, absolutely terrified to speak in case it was a wrong number."Sunshine."His voice was a rough, exhausted rasp, but it was him. It was Evans.I closed my eyes, a massive, jagged breath shuddering out of my lungs. The invisible bands of pressure that had been slowly crushi
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The Dead Line and the Practice Squad
Tamine’s POVThe dial tone hummed in my ear, a flat, robotic drone that sounded entirely too loud in the quiet coffee shop breakroom.I stared at the screen of my phone. Call Ended. My hands were shaking so violently I nearly dropped the device. I had heard the heavy metal door slam. I had heard the man’s voice roaring Evans’s last name. And then, a sickening crunch before the line went completely dead."Hey, new girl. You've been on your fifteen-minute break for twenty minutes."Marcus pushed the breakroom door open, wiping his hands on a bar towel. He stopped dead when he saw my face."Whoa," Marcus said, dropping the towel. He stepped closer, his sarcastic barista persona instantly vanishing. "Jordan, you look like you just watched a car crash. What happened? Are you hurt?""No," I choked out, my voice entirely stripped of moisture. "I'm not hurt. My boyfriend... he’s in Boston. He just got caught sneaking a phone call to me.""Caught by who?" Marcus frowned, leaning against the do
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother My Nemesis
Chloe Kensington sat two tables ahead of me. She was wearing a designer silk blouse and was currently filing her nails. She had failed the tension-bridge critique spectacularly by attempting to build a suspension bridge entirely out of hot glue and balsa wood.Chloe turned around, offering me a bright, unapologetically vacant smile. "Hi, partner! I'm so bad at the math part, so you can totally take the lead on that.""Great," I muttered, my stomach completely bottoming out. I was already working thirty hours a week at the coffee shop to afford my rent. Now I was going to have to do the work of two people just to maintain my scholarship grade.Julian leaned over, his smug smile returning in full force."Looks like you're carrying dead weight, Tamine," Julian whispered, his voice dripping with venomous delight. "Let's see if that working-class grit can save you from failing the midterm."I ignored him, pulling my phone out of my pocket under the desk.Still nothing. The screen was compl
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The Stolen Seconds
8:00 AM: Headed to class. Hope Kavanaugh didn't kill you. 12:30 PM: Lunch break. Miss you. Text me when you're alive. 2:15 PM: Evans? Is everything okay? Nothing. No read receipts. No typing bubbles. Just an echoing, terrifying void. A sudden, paranoid thought hit me. What if he was hurt? What if that cross-check into the boards was worse than he admitted, and he was sitting in the campus hospital? I excused myself to the hallway, my heart hammering a frantic, erratic beat. I dialed his number. "You've reached Evans. Leave a message." "Evans, please call me," I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I'm starting to panic. Just send me a thumbs-up emoji so I know you aren't bleeding out on the ice. Please." I hung up, leaning my back against the cool cinderblock wall of the corridor. No walls. Just us. That was the promise. So why was I suddenly staring at a massive, thousand-mile brick wall? Evans’s POV My lungs were on fire. "Again!" Kavanagh’s whistle shrieked, boun
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The Radio Ice
Evans’s POVThe Boston ice was unforgivingly hard at 4:30 in the morning.I shoved my phone deep into my duffel bag, my jaw clenched so tight my teeth ached. Knowing Tamine was exhausted, running herself ragged in a coffee shop while Julian Hayes probably slept on a thousand-thread-count sheet, made me want to punch a hole through the cinderblock wall."Alright, ladies, listen up!"Coach Kavanagh stormed into the center of the locker room, holding a massive, empty plastic storage bin."Hell Week is officially in full swing," Kavanagh barked, slamming the bin down onto the center bench. "And I meant what I said yesterday about distractions. The scouts are looking at us. The board of trustees is looking at us. We are not losing focus because you miss your mommies or your high school girlfriends."He pointed a thick, calloused finger at the plastic bin."Phones. In the box. Now."The locker room went dead silent. A few of the seniors exchanged nervous glances, but nobody moved."Coach,"
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The Espresso Burn and The Drop Box
Evans’s POVThe Boston D1 locker room smelled like ammonia, sweat, and sheer misery.I sat on the wooden bench, my forearms resting on my knees, staring blankly at the rubber floor matting. Every single muscle in my body was screaming. My ribs throbbed a dull, relentless ache where I had taken the cross-check the day before."You look like a corpse, Thorpe."Leo, a massive, bearded sophomore defenseman who locker next to me, tossed a rolled-up towel at my head.I caught it without looking up, pressing the damp terrycloth against my flushed face. "I feel like one. Did Kavanagh intentionally run us through the boards for three hours, or did I hallucinate the last period?""Oh, it was intentional," Leo groaned, unlacing his skates with trembling fingers. "He's trying to break the freshmen early. Weed out the weak ones before the exhibition games start."Before I could reply, the heavy metal door to the coaches' office slammed open, hitting the cinderblock wall with a sound like a gunshot
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother Would this secret Last?
Evans was slumped in his seat, trying to look invisible. He had his baseball cap pulled way down and was wearing a hoodie that looked three sizes too big for him. He looked like a celebrity trying to hide from the paparazzi which, in our school, he basically was.He had a huge bucket of popcorn on
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother Narrow Escape
The rearview mirror had transformed from a safety feature into an instrument of torture.For the entire twenty-minute drive from the school parking lot to the crumbling apartment complex I called home, my eyes moved to the reflective glass every four seconds. One, two, three, check.I had seen him.
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother Art of Deception
Tamine's POVI have heard people say it takes twenty-one days to form a habit but all it took me was exactly twenty-four hours to master the art of looking right through Evans Thorpe.The plan was simple, it was total separation. We had to make Atlas think we were over or worse, if he thought that
Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother The New Rules
The air in Classroom 214 was thin and hot. I stood leaning against the desk, trying to breathe normally. My lips still felt hot from the kiss. My body still remembered the squeeze of the tiny closet.Evans was calm now. Too calm. He had already opened his Lit book, acting like nothing world-changin
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