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PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 59
Chapter 59VesperThe envelope was on my desk before I was.That was the first thing wrong with the morning. I always got to the media office at six forty five. Nobody else came in before eight. But when I unlocked my door, there was a cream colored envelope sitting square in the middle of my keyboard, and a woman was sitting in my chair.Liora.She had her long legs crossed and her expensive coat folded over the arm of my chair. She was drinking from my mug. My mug. The white one with the little gold V that Callie bought me for my birthday.“Good morning, Vesper,” she said. “Your coffee machine is terrible.”“How did you get in here?”“I asked nicely.” She set the mug down. “Sit. Or stand. I do not mind. This will not take long.”I stayed standing. My heart was already going too fast. The last time I saw this woman I was hiding in a hotel bathroom with Silas’s marks on my neck and my shoes in my hand.“Open it,” she said, nodding at the envelope.I did not want to. I opened it anyway
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 58
Chapter 58LarkinThe first time I saw Corvin Hale bleed, it was on my hands.Morning skate. Eight forty. I was taping a rookie’s wrist when the whole rink went quiet in that wrong way. The kind of quiet where nobody cheers and nobody yells. Just skates scraping to a stop.I looked up through the glass.Corvin was on his knees in the crease. His mask was off. His left arm hung from his body at an angle arms do not hang at.I was over the boards before anyone told me to move.“Do not touch it,” he said through his teeth when I slid down next to him. Blood ran from a cut over his eye where his own mask had cracked against his face. “Larkin. Do not.”“I have to.”“Not here.”“Corvin, it is out of the socket.”“I know where it is.” His eyes were wet with pain but his voice was flat. “Not on the ice. Not in front of them.”Them. Twenty players standing around us in a circle. And at the edge of the circle, still holding his stick, Brody Kemp. Fourth line. The guy who never hit anybody in pr
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 57
Chapter 57CallieVesper sent the schedule at six in the morning.Thursday. Dinner at Marlow’s on King Street. Window table. Photographers outside from eight. Hold hands across the table. Laugh at something he says, even if it is not funny. Let him walk you to the car.Underneath it she had added one more line.He will pick you up at seven. Please do not kill him before the gala.I sent back a single thumbs up and lay in bed staring at the ceiling. I had not stopped thinking about the rink. About the way his whole face changed when that phone buzzed. About his voice going low and flat when he said the name.Jax.I knew who Jax was. Everyone who followed hockey in this city knew. Captain of the Vipers. The Thunder’s worst rival. The kind of player who got fined more than he got praised. And Nyx Calloway, star winger for the Thunder, was talking to him like they were planning something.Just a girl from a paper.I got out of bed and opened my notebook and read those words again. Then I
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 56
Chapter 56CallieMy editor had a way of saying my name that made it sound like a warning.“Callie. Sit down.”I sat down. The chair in his office was the bad one. One leg was shorter than the others and it rocked every time I breathed. Everyone at the paper knew not to sit in it. He always made me sit in it.“You pitched me four stories this month,” he said. He did not look up from his screen. “A city council thing. A bakery thing. Something about potholes.”“The pothole one was good.”“The pothole one was about potholes.” He finally looked at me. “You know what people read? Hockey. The Thunder are in the playoff push and every outlet in the city has someone inside that locker room except us.”“I have tried. They do not give access to a junior writer.”“Then stop being a junior writer.” He turned his screen so I could see it. A photo of a player in a Thunder jersey filled half of it. Dark hair. Sharp jaw. A smirk that looked like it had been practiced in a mirror. “Do you know who th
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 55
Chapter 55RivenThe note had no title. It just started.Day one in the Holt house. He did not recognize me. Neither did his father. Eight years and a haircut and they both looked right through me like I was the help. Which is funny, because that is exactly what they hired me to be.I read that line three times. My thumb would not move. The phone felt heavier than a phone should feel.I made myself scroll.Dad and Holt were partners for eleven years. Holt moved the money. Dad signed the papers. When the people Holt owed came asking, Dad was the only name on anything. He lost the company. He lost the house. He almost lost his life.Then Holt married Mom. Eight months. He called it helping. He took the last of what she had and left her with a lake house album and a stepson who never looked at me once.Riven was my stepbrother for eight months. He called me Little Lil. He does not remember that either.My stomach turned over.I looked at the photo on the bed. The girl with the long hair
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 54
Chapter 54 Riven She was still talking when I felt it.My dick was hard again. Not half hard. Not the leftover kind that fades if you ignore it. Full, heavy, pressing against the zipper I had just fixed five minutes ago. It hurt. It made everything she said sound farther away even though she was right in front of me.“You wanted to see if I would stop her,” she said. Her voice was still raw. “You stood there and watched her put her mouth on me and you came on us and now you want to act like this is some deep test of loyalty.”I did not answer right away. I was trying to keep my hands at my sides so she would not see how bad it was.“Riven.”“I heard you.”“Then say something that is not just ‘I know.’”“I already said I know.”“That is not enough.”I took a step back. The wall was behind me now. My back touched it. The pressure in my pants got worse the second I moved.“I need a minute,” I said.She blinked. “What.”“I need to use the bathroom.”“You are walking away.”“I am walking
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 3
Izzy I dragged myself through the front door way later than I meant to, legs aching from running around the rink all day trying to get decent shots while Riven acted like I was invisible except when he wanted to glare at me. The house was lit up like always, and right away Mom and Mr. Holt were
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 6
Izzy I slammed the door so hard my hand stung right away. My heart would not slow down. It kept pounding like it wanted to jump out. I ran down the hall to my room and locked the door fast. I pressed my back against it and slid all the way down to the floor. My legs felt weak. What the hell did I
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 5
Riven I shifted on the bed trying to ignore it pushing the phone down for a second and running a hand through my hair thinking about all the reasons this was stupid I hated how she looked at me like I was the intruder when they moved in and how she fought back every time instead of just staying ou
PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN Chapter 4
Riven I couldn’t shake it no matter how hard I tried, the whole thing kept replaying in my head like some bad loop I couldn’t pause, her standing there in my doorway with her eyes wide and her mouth dropped open after she barged in without knocking like she owned the place too now that our parents
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