playing with an icy heart

Chapter 9 (Valentina's POV)

Damn it!

How do I find a way out of this situation now?

I can't tell him I would kiss even a frog for my notes. That would be a new kind of low even for me.

And on the other hand, I also don't really hate the idea of kissing him which is completely messed up I know.

I was supposed to hate him from the bottom of my heart simply because he is a hockey player.

But in the past few weeks, he kind of grew on me. All those times when the coach sent him to the bench weren't because he was a bad player but because he could observe his teammates on the ice and learn new tactics from another perspective and I have to admit he was a good student.

But all those times when he was sent to the bench he rather chose to sit with me and give me some insights on the game that I would usually miss.

And all those insights were safely collected in my notebook. The notebook that was now full of innuendos and weird stickers. And in the hands of my enemy.

What surprised me was my re