LOGINChapter 76VesperDamien's thumb moved slowly on the back of my knee while he talked about the playoff race."If we keep this pace through March," he said to Mr. Callahan, the team's majority owner, "you are looking at home ice for the first two rounds at least. The sponsors will be very happy.""From your mouth," Mr. Callahan said, and laughed, and clinked his glass against Damien's.I stood at the front of the owners' box beside Damien's chair with my tablet held against my chest and my smile fixed on my face. Nobody else in the room could see his hand. The chairs were close together and the lights were low, and from behind it looked like he was just sitting near me the way a fiancé sits near the woman he is going to marry. His palm was warm through my stockings. His thumb made the same small circle over and over, and every circle made me want to scream.I did not move. I did not look down. I watched the ice.Silas was on the second line. He came over the boards a minute into the pe
Chapter 75SilasI locked the phone and stood up so fast the bench scraped across the floor behind me.Riven did not step back. He stayed exactly where he was, a foot away from me, with his jacket half off one shoulder and his bag still at his feet, and he looked at me the way a captain looks at a guy who just took a stupid penalty. Not angry yet. Just waiting to hear what I was going to say.I grabbed the front of his jacket with both hands and pushed him back against the row of lockers. The metal banged loud enough to echo down the empty room."You did not see anything," I said."I saw it, Rook.""You saw a text.""I saw a text from Damien Thorne telling you to remember the second period." He did not lift his hands to push me off. He just stood there with his back against the lockers and let me hold him. "I can read."My hands were shaking in his jacket. I hated that he could feel it. I had played seven years in this league, I had dropped my gloves with men twice my size, and here I
Chapter 74Riven I stood up behind her. The zipper was small and the dress was tight, and my hands were not as steady as I wanted them to be. I pulled it down slowly, all the way to the small of her back, and the dress loosened around her shoulders."I am never wearing blue again," she said. "Ever. Not even socks."I leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, right where her hair had been. She shivered."That is a shame," I said against her skin. "Because it is my favorite color now."She turned around in my arms and looked up at me with the dress slipping off one shoulder. "Since when?""Since about seven o'clock tonight, when you walked down the stairs at Callie's.""Liar.""I am done lying to you, remember?"She smiled, a real one, the first real smile I had seen on her face in days. Then she reached up and pulled my tie loose, slowly, one end at a time, watching my face while she did it like she wanted to see what it did to me."You are teasing me," I said."You teased me about
Chapter 73RivenI told her to stay with Lily, and I meant it, and I still found myself walking across the ballroom toward that staff door about thirty seconds after it closed behind her.Nobody stopped me. A couple of the guys from the team raised their glasses as I passed, and one of the sponsors' wives tried to catch my arm to tell me how much she loved the overtime goal, and I smiled and kept moving. The side door opened into a narrow concrete corridor that smelled like cleaning products and old coffee, and at the far end another door had been propped open with a brick. Cold air was coming through it.Izzy was standing just inside that doorway with her back pressed to the wall and her camera raised to her eye. I could hear the soft, fast clicking of the shutter from halfway down the corridor.I walked as quietly as I could and stopped right behind her. Over her shoulder, through the gap, I could see the loading area under the tall light. My father was there with Kane. And a third
Chapter 72IzzyKane kept smiling at me from the stage, and for one long moment I was sure he was going to walk straight down the steps and across the ballroom and pull me out of that hallway by the arm in front of everyone.He did not move.He could not. Six hundred people were sitting in the dark looking up at him, and the spotlight was on his face, and every phone in the room was already raised to film the team's star player introducing the season. I watched him understand that at the same moment I did. His hand came out of his jacket empty and settled on the edge of the podium, and he leaned toward the microphone with an easy little laugh."Sorry, everyone," he said. "Public speaking makes me more nervous than a shootout."The whole room laughed with him. Somebody near the front whistled."I had a whole speech written down," Kane went on, still smiling, "but I think I will let the boys do the talking instead." He turned his head toward the back corner of the ballroom, where the te
Chapter 71Izzy"Isolde, over here! Riven, give us one together!"The photographers at the entrance were shouting before we even reached the top of the steps, and the flashes came so fast that for a few seconds I could not see anything except white. Riven's hand found the small of my back and stayed there, steady, while I smiled the way I had watched a hundred players smile into my own camera. It was strange being on the other side of the lens. My own camera hung around my neck on its strap, heavy against the blue dress, and I kept one hand on it like it could protect me."Keep walking," Riven said through his smile."I am walking.""You are walking like you are about to fight someone.""I might be."He laughed under his breath, and it was the first time I had heard him laugh in two days. He had showered at Callie's and borrowed a razor and put on the suit his father had picked out for him, and he looked like the captain everyone in this city thought he was. He had also, finally, put
Izzy Dear Diary, I think I’m finally ready to stop being a virgin. I’ve been good my whole damn life, keeping my head down, chasing jobs that barely paid rent, and now this one thing, this one infuriating, stupidly hot guy has me twisted up so bad I can’t even think straight. But I have to play
Izzy He pushed the door open anyway. I jumped up and tried to shove it closed but he slipped in and shut it behind him. He looked at me. My face felt flushed. Breathing still fast.“You okay?” he asked. “You look all red and out of breath.”“I am fine,” I snapped. “What do you want? Get out of my
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
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







