Se connecterPaige's POVMy heart somersaults so hard it’s embarrassing. I’ve spent the whole day forcing myself not to think about this guy, and now here he is in the flesh, his hands wrapped around my waist.For one stupid second, I wanted to melt into him. Feel his solid body on my skin, I couldn't forget how badly he had brought me to climax the other day. I caught myself and stiffened.I turned my head, glaring at him.“What the fuck are you doing?” I whispered, his glistening lips just inches away from mine, my thighs clenched. He barely looked at me. His mouth brushed close to my ear. Goosebumps ran all over me. “Just play along.” I frowned. “I’m saving you.”Before I could respond, he looked at Jimmy. Shaking his hand. “Thanks for keeping my girlfriend company.”Jimmy’s eyes widened.“Wait. You’re Knox Tatum?”Knox gave him a brief nod.“Yeah, that's me.” I rolled my eyes, such a show-off. “Damn. I’m a huge fan, man.”“Appreciate it.”Jimmy looked between us, suddenly looking a littl
Paige's POV I stared at the screen.No.There was absolutely no way in hell that, out of all the sports departments, I had been assigned to the hockey team.And worst of all—Knox fucking Tatum.But there it was.Staring right back at me.Absolutely not.I was not going to spend the rest of this semester babying Knox or helping the hockey team- and Mike was there too. And after what happened between Knox and me? There was no way I could spend that much time around him and pretend nothing had happened.I needed distance from Knox.First thing Monday morning, I would speak to Professor Jules and ask if there was any way I could be assigned to another sports team.She wasn’t exactly the kind of professor you could walk into her office and expect to hear, Of course, Paige. Let’s find you something else.She’d probably tell me to suck it up and do my job.But there was no way I could spend the rest of the semester around both of them and pretend nothing had happened.I closed my laptop and
Paige's POVI could usually hold my own in most situations. I’d never suffered from anxiety, and very little scared me—not even growing up with an alcoholic mother who seemed to love alcohol more than she loved me.But Professor Jules? She scares me. And, somehow, she also had my complete respect.I had slept past my alarm this morning. Normally, the bus ride to campus took thirty minutes. Today, thanks to the roads being an absolute nightmare, it took nearly an hour and a half.By the time the bus finally found a parking spot, I was already fifteen minutes late.Another five minutes passed before I made it across campus and stopped outside Professor Jules’s office, my nerves wound tighter than piano wire.I knocked once before pushing the door open.“Hi, ma’am. I’m so sorry I’m late,” Professor Jules glanced up from her desk.“It's ok Paige, Sit down” she smiled sweetly, pointing to the chair across from her, “I’m so glad you arrived in one piece, the roads were a nightmare today.”I
Knox's POVI’d had enough experience to know there were different kinds of sex.Sweet. Rough. Reckless.I thought I knew what I liked. I thought I knew how to separate sex from emotion.Then there was Paige.And somehow, one night with her had managed to fuck up every rule I’d ever made for myself.Paige's Image kept running in a loop in my mind. Her flushed cheeks and trembling body, her screaming my name as she came all over my cock. I adjusted my pants discreetly. Paige and I hadn’t seen each other since that morning, but days later, I still couldn’t seem to shake the need for her.“Earth to Knox” Leah snapped her fingers in front of my face. “You there? Or are you already back in the States?” she teased.I forced myself back into the present. It was one of the rare days I wasn't swamped with hockey and she wasn't with her music, so we’d scheduled a catch-up over lunch.“Yeah.” I sipped my coffee“So you’re really not giving me your card?”I looked up from my coffee. Leah was star
Paige’s POVMy entire body froze.I stared at the door, my heart hammering against my ribs.Fuck.My eyes darted around the room.My clothes were on. Nothing looked obviously suspicious. Knox was still in the shower. If Leah walked into this room and he stepped out of that bathroom, I was officially dead.“Paige?” she called again, knocking. “Are you there?”I grabbed my bag and hurried to the door, opening it just enough to slip through before pulling it shut behind me.Leah stood there, worry written all over her face.“Oh my God. Are you okay?” She immediately reached for my arm. “I’m fine,” I said quickly, trying to avoid looking at her.“You scared me. I’m so sorry I didn’t pick up yesterday. My practical ran until evening and—”“I know. I’m okay now.” I gave her my best reassuring smile.She linked her arm through mine as we headed downstairs.“I’m just so tired. I have a deadline coming up for that song I’m writing, remember?”“Yeah, I remember.”“And I have absolutely nothin
Paige's POVFor one suspended heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe.Knox curled his hand around the back of my neck, holding me captive while he plundered my mouth. His lips are hard, rough, and demanding. He doesn't ease in. He devours. He kissed the way we fought. Hard. Explosive.I regained control of my limbs and raised my hands to push him away, but to my surprise, I fisted his hair instead. I kissed him back with the same desperation. I hate that I want him so badly. It had never felt like this with Mike.“Say you want me to stop, and I'll stop.” His whisper ghosted over my lips, its softness a sharp contrast to the force with which he tugged on my hair.“I want—” “What was that Midget?” he murmured. “Fuck you” I hissed. He grins.“I already know what you want, Midget.” He closed his teeth around my bottom lip and tugged hard enough to send another twin frisson of pain and pleasure spiraling through my body. “No need to beg for it.”I finally shoved him off me, “I will never be
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







