All Chapters of Slapshot Awakening: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Jaxon POVI step onto the ice. Things with me and Erin have oddly gotten better. Her stupid late nights out, or full nights out, have stopped. She’s also backed off from accusing me of faking injuries when I’m not.She turns to face me, and I skate over to meet her.“Are you okay?” she asks with a smile, and I watch Paul skate off, leaving us alone.“I’m great. Got the all clear, so we can train again.” This past week has been hell, but I’m cleared now, and I want to get back on the ice.“I…” she trails off, glancing in Paul’s direction. “He’s got it figured out, so we’re good.”What? “He was meant to stand in until I could skate again,” I say, frowning.“Yeah, I know but…” She chews her lip, avoiding my eyes. “I was thinking we shouldn’t skate together anymore. It’s not good for our relationship, Jaxon.”Is that a joke? “For over a week, I’ve been pushing to get back on the ice and help. You haven’t once said you changed your mind.”“You didn’t have to,” she says, her tone defensive.

Jaxon POV“Fancy coming back to mine?” I ask, turning to Lauren. “We can start discussing a new routine. I’m not interested in reworking the ones I used with Erin. I want something different.”Lauren smiles, brushing her hair back. “Sure. What kind of different are we talking?”“Honestly?” I say, running a hand through my hair. “I don’t know yet. I just know I want it to stand out, completely separate from what I did with her.”She chews her lip thoughtfully and nods. We gather our things, and I drive us back to the house, both of us quiet as we start tossing ideas around in our heads. The streets are dark, the city lit up in fragments, and for once, the silence between us is comfortable.When we walk through the front door, the noise hits immediately, music thumping from the living room, voices carrying, laughter echoing from the kitchen. I catch a glimpse of people sprawled across the couch, drinks in hand, someone dancing half-dressed with a bottle held high.I don’t look for Ryker

Ryker POVShe just pushes me gently back until I hit the edge of the bed and sit down, staring up at her as she drops to her knees.“Okay, stop,” I say quickly, throwing up a hand.“Ryker,” she groans, clearly annoyed. “I want him to think you’re enjoying yourself, not being tortured.”“This is torture. I don’t like women. This plan is officially the dumbest thing we’ve come up with.”“He’s going to walk in and see you. That’s all we need. He won’t know how much of a failure this is unless you make it obvious.”I shake my head, exasperated, but she pushes on.“Just close your eyes,” she says. “Think of someone you do like. Imagine it’s them. Come on, we’ve got like thirty seconds, if that.”Reluctantly, I close my eyes. My mind immediately goes to Jaxon. I replay that moment, the way he moaned my name, his fingers digging into my skin, how wrecked he looked when he came undone beneath me. My body reacts before I can even think about it.Lauren takes that as her cue and suddenly her m

Jaxon POVI should get up and walk out, do what I have every other time, and pretend like this was a mistake. I don’t, though, because those words replay in my head like the devil carving into my soul.I made him feel like he’s nothing. I take the best parts of him and throw them away.Usually, I wouldn’t give a shit. The problem is, those words settled deep, because that’s how I fucking feel with Erin. Every time she does something, and it hurts. It fucking burns and wrecks me, and I’ve somehow done the same to Ryker.So I don’t move. I stay right where I am, because making him feel like that, when I’m the issue, is fucking twisted. It doesn’t make this easy, or help though. I still feel fucked, like I’m spiraling and don’t know what the hell to do.Walking from Erin isn’t easy. Giving up my life and accepting this with Ryker isn’t easy. I get it, though. I’ve made him feel like total shit and worthless.Eventually I move back and stand.His sigh hits somewhere deep in me. “I’m done,

Jaxon POVMy hands fly into his hair, gripping tight as he takes me deeper. His tongue drags along the underside of my length, and I curse through clenched teeth. He hums, and the vibration shoots straight through me.“Ryker...” I groan, breath catching as his fingers dig into my hips, holding me down. He moves faster, taking more, gagging slightly, and it wrecks me. I’m close, way too close, but I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to go back to reality. Not yet.A knock cuts through the haze.“Ryker?”Erin’s voice.Panic slams into me like a truck, but Ryker doesn’t stop. His hand slaps over my mouth just as I lose it, hips jerking, release tearing out of me hard as he swallows around me, tongue still dragging slow as I twitch against his tongue.“Ryker!” Erin’s shout is louder this time, and he groans, pulling off me.“Give me five,” he calls out, annoyed. “You just woke me.”She mutters something, footsteps storming away.“Shit.” I sit up fast, breath ragged. Guilt slams into me ful