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C006: Little Cal
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2026-09-06 04:13:54
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The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C008: Truth or Dare Pt. 2
Wren’s POVApparently, sitting on chairs was no longer acceptable. For some reason, everyone decided we needed to move to the floor for the game.I almost smiled. Finally. I was going to get off Cal’s lap. As everyone else got off the chairs and began to arrange themselves into a circle crosslegged on the floor.I shifted forward, placed my legs against the floor and began to push myself up, ready to stand. Suddenly, Cal’s arm tightened around my waist.No!He dragged me back onto his lap fully. I turned to look at him. He didn’t even look back. Instead, he simply waited while everyone else dragged cushions onto the floor and arranged themselves into a circle.Within minutes, everyone was seated. Everyone except us. I cringed inside. Cal remained in his chair with me on his lap, towering above the circle like he had absolutely no intention of moving.I stared at him. He looked completely comfortable. I was anything but comfortable. I was painfully aware of every inch of him beneath m
The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C007: Truth or Dare
Wren’s POV My jaw dropped immediately. “Absolutely not!” My voice came out much louder than I intended. Several heads turned towards us. But I didn’t care. There was no way I was playing truth or dare, let alone going first. I had never been part of the popular crowd. I didn’t attend parties. I didn’t know how to flirt. I barely knew how to have a normal conversation with people I didn’t already know. And I had definitely never played truth or dare before. The extent of my knowledge came from the YA romance novels I sneakily red in my room at nights. And if those novels were anything to go by, then truth or dare was basically just a gateway to public humiliation, terrible decisions and secrets that should never leave the privacy of someone’s diary. So No! Absolutely not. Cal looked amused. “You can’t turn down our offer.” “Offer? You call this an offer? What kind of horrible offer is this?” His mouth twitched. “What exactly is the problem with this now?” “Why ar
The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C006: Little Cal
Wren’s POV ‘I can’t breathe.’ That was my first coherent thought. My second was that I was sitting on Callum Ferreira’s lap. Somehow, those two facts were connected. I’d barely stopped coughing when Cal had reached out, grabbed my waist, and pulled me on his lap. I didn’t even had time to protest. Now his arms were wrapped securely around my waist, one hand resting against my side as if having me sitting on his lap was the most natural thing in the world. It wasn’t. At least, it wasn’t natural to me. I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath. “Easy,” Cal murmured into my ear. He was too close. Too close for comfort. How was I supposed to be easy when I was sitting on the hockey captain’s lap in front of half of his team? I tried to move. His arm tightened. Not enough to hurt me but just enough to make it clear that I wasn’t going anywhere. My eyes widened. “Cal-” He ignored me. Instead, he turned toward the guys sitting around us. “So, did you guys see that se
The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C005: Not-So-Invisible Invisible Girl
“Who’s the new baddie?” Deacon leaned toward me, shouting over the music. I barely heard him. I was sitting back on the couch, half listening to my teammates argue about last night’s game. Some girl whose name I didn’t remember was gently stroking my hair. I followed his gaze across the room. And froze. A girl had just walked through the door. She was stunning. Long hair falling over her shoulders. A fitted top. Short skirt. Her face was framed perfectly by makeup and there was something about the way she carried herself that made heads turn. Including mine. I stood. “Who is she?” Deacon asked. “I don’t know.” But even as I said it, something about her looked familiar. I stared harder. No. That couldn’t be right. I crossed the room, desperate to get a closer look. The closer I got, the stronger the feeling became. Same eyes. Same mouth. Same little crease between her brows. The girl in Room 309. My eyebrows rose. Impossible. The girl I’d met earlier had been buried
The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C004: Hendrick House
Wren’s POVBy eight-thirty, Pri had completely taken over our room. Clothes were scattered across my bed. Shoes were lined up on the floor. Makeup covered half her desk.And somehow, she had convinced me to sit with my back to the mirror while she worked her magic.“Stop fidgeting,” she muttered, running a hot iron through my curls.“I can’t,” I muttered.“If you move one more time, I’ll burn you with the iron.”I forced myself to stay still after that. I wouldn’t put anything past Pri when she was in this mood. She was completely in her fashion-student element right now.She finally stepped back with a satisfied smirk. I palmed my newly straightened hair. “I feel ridiculous.”She fake gasped. “You mean ridiculous-ly gorgeous?”I sighed.She ignored me and started on my makeup immediately. The makeover had happened faster than I expected. And, strangely, it didn’t feel like a makeover at all.She didn’t pile makeup onto my face or force me into something I didn’t want to wear. She s
The Hockey Captain’s Room 309 Bet C003: Captain
Cal’s POV I barely made it ten steps from Room 309 before Deacon called my name. “Cal!” I looked up. My best friend and teammate was standing at the end of the hallway, a beer in one hand and a grin already spreading across his face. “Where the hell were you?” I slipped my hands into my pockets. “Room 309.” The moment the words left my mouth, I braced myself for his reaction. His eyes widened. Then he burst out laughing. “No way.” I frowned. “What?” “You actually went?” “I said I would.” Deacon shook his head, still laughing. “Damn, Captain. You really got to work early.” A couple of my teammates nearby heard him. Within seconds, heads turned. “Room 309?” “Is that where you disappeared to?” “Did Captain already start the show?” I rolled my eyes. Here we go. My teammates started gathering around us, their curiosity instantly replacing whatever conversation they’d been having. One of them slapped my shoulder. “So?” I shrugged. “So what?” “What was she like?” I glance
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