LOGINPaige's POVAfter classes, I went straight to the cafeteria. I’d promised Leah I’d meet her for lunch. The place was in its usual lunchtime chaos. Conversations overlapped from every direction, trays clattered against tables, and the smell of fries and coffee filled the air.I spotted Leah immediately.She was already at our usual table by the window, completely absorbed in her phone.Before I could get to her, a guy from Leah's class stopped by her table. “Hey, Leah.”She looked up with her usual bright smile. “Hey!”“You’re coming to the hockey game on Saturday, right?” He held up two tickets between his fingers. “I grabbed extras if you need one.”“Oh.” Leah laughed. “I haven’t even decided yet. I’ll let you know,” she promised.“Don’t take too long. They’ll be gone.” He walked off after a quick wave.Right.Saturday.The first hockey game of the season.The whole campus had been talking about it for days. Apparently it was a huge deal because it kicked off the season… and everyo
Paige’s POVThe week flew by while I kept my distance from Knox and the rest of the hockey team.Every practice followed the same routine — walk in, exchange a quick hello with Enzo and Woody—who had somehow become my fast friends because Woody was genuinely one of the funniest people I’d ever met—take my notes, observe practice, then disappear before anyone could stop me.After what happened in my apartment, I wasn’t interested in giving Knox another opportunity to get under my skin.And he made it ridiculously easy.He hadn’t tried to approach me once. Not a single word or look.It was almost like he didn't exist until I saw him at the rink.For a second in my apartment, I had actually thought Knox was jealous.That was ridiculous.To be jealous, he had to like me, which was impossible. It was almost insulting how easily he’d gone from being mad about Mike to acting like I wasn’t there.But that was good.That’s what I asked him to do.But if I was being honest, I was angry.Mike
Knox's POVWords couldn't describe the confusion — or the disbelief — that hit me as I stood in Paige's apartment, staring at her.For a second, I genuinely thought I'd heard her wrong."Paige…" A slow smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth. "You think Sienna is my girlfriend?"The color drained from her face. She looked like she wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole. I searched her face, trying to figure out how she'd arrived at that conclusion.Then it clicked.The way she'd looked at us in the café. The awkwardness. A laugh escaped me.I stayed behind after Sienna left because it was late and there was no way in hell I was letting her walk home by herself at ten o’clock. Even if I hated her, she's still my sister's best friend. Or so I told myself. She’d rewarded me with pepper spray and somehow she’d managed to convince herself I was there because of another girl.My history with Sienna was complicated, but it was none of her business, not after her little charade wi
Paige’s POVThe words I’m sorry lodged in my throat.Then I remembered who was sitting in front of me.“Are you serious right now?” I snapped. “I should be asking you what the fuck, not the other way around.”Knox slammed the SUV into park near the sidewalk. Luckily, the street was almost empty.He was still rubbing at his eyes like his life depended on it.“I was trying to make sure you got home safe,” he gritted out, tears streaming down his face as he squeezed his eyes shut. “So yeah… my question is valid. And an apology would be nice.”I folded my arms.“Oh, I’m so sorry that I defended myself after a black SUV started following me through empty streets at ten o’clock at night.”His jaw clenched. “You sprayed me before I even got a word out.” Grumbling, he kept rubbing his eyes. “I swear, this is worse than being hit during a game.”He looked absolutely ridiculous.Mascara-like streaks from the pepper spray mixed with tears ran down his cheeks.For one awful second I wanted to lau
Paige's POVMy stomach dropped so fast it hurt.She figured it out.She could tell someone.If she tells someone, Leah finds out.No, no, no. “That’s not true.” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. “That story isn’t about me.” I could feel my fingers burning while holding the tray. Olivia looked at me, raising one eyebrow. “Hmm, are you sure,” She tilted her head. “You seem… really jumpy.”Paige, Calm down.I forced myself to inhale.“It’s my friend,” I said again, this time slower, making myself sound annoyed instead of terrified. “She asked me for advice and I asked you because I didn’t know what to tell her.”Olivia studied me for another second.“So your friend slept with her best friend’s brother, and Knox has nothing to do with it?”I let out a short, incredulous laugh, praying it sounded natural.“Olivia, why would I do something like that?”She looked almost embarrassed.She lifted both hands. “I’m sorry. My brain connected dots that probably weren’t even
Paige’s POV"We've met," Knox said flatly, before she could finish. I looked toward him, trying not to notice the cut of his jawline or his faint scruff, which somehow added to his sexiness.I froze as my heart thudded. Why was the universe still against me? This was supposed to be my escape from them, but they seemed to turn up with every turn I took.I couldn’t help but watch his every move. His muscles rippled under his polo shirt, and his jeans molded to his ass.I dragged my gaze away so fast my neck almost hurt.He was my enemy.And apparently… he had a girlfriend.Sienna blinked. "Wait, you two know each other?""She's my sister's best friend," Knox said, like it was nothing. Sienna’s eyes widened. “Wait—you’re Leah’s Paige?”I blinked. “You know Leah?”Sienna beamed, her attention locked on me. “Well… I know of Leah.” She said, looping her arm into Knox’s. Seeing her touch him made my heart sink. “Knox talks about his sister all the time.” Olivia, a few feet away, was very o
CHAPTER FOURPAIGES POVIt was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally got to my apartment. It was too quiet.Leah was probably sleeping, judging by the fact that she didn't jump me with questions. I dragged myself upstairs to my room, it appeared as though Leah helped me clear th
CHAPTER THREEPAIGES POVHoly f—The punch landed so hard that Mike staggered backwards crashing into a table.My hand flew to my mouth, barely stopping the scream that tried to escape. I could hear gasps from every corner of the club. People whispering“Wait…”“Isn't that Knox, the hockey player?”
CHAPTER TWOPaige’s POVThat voice,“Hello Midget” I froze in place as soon as I met his gaze.Knox Tatum, AKA my best friend's brother and the one person I hated.He had changed a lot. Knox looked like a walking Greek god. I drank the whole sight in. He was over 6’3, towering over my 5’6 frame, hi
PAIGE’S POVI shaved twiceOnce because I’d missed a spot, and again to ensure it was all smooth down there.I gave my reflection another look in the mirror. A smile stretched on my lips on seeing myself. Leah, my best friend, had spent nearly an hour curling my 4b long hair into glossy spirals.M







