All Chapters of Dear Ex Boyfriend, The Hot Hockey Captain is My New Date.: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Hailey Queen I stayed where I was, sitting stiffly on the edge of Violet’s bed, my hands folded in my lap. The room still smelled faintly like her perfume, sweet and familiar, but my chest felt tight, like there wasn’t enough air.The door swung open without a knock.Luca walked in.He wasn’t wearing a shirt, like he’d done it on purpose, and the look he gave me was sharp and deliberate. His eyes narrowed slightly, not surprised to see me there at all. If anything, he looked pleased.Without saying a word, he reached over Violet’s dresser, grabbed her comb, and turned around as if I didn’t exist.“Violet,” he called casually, already halfway out the door.She looked from him to me, confusion flashing across her face. “What?”“Come here.”She hesitated, then stood up and followed him into the hallway. The door didn’t fully close, just enough to leave a narrow gap.I heard their voices first. Low. Too close.Then quiet laughter.The sound made my stomach twist.I stared at the wall acr

Hailey’s POVRoy’s arms stayed around me long after the door had slammed shut.His body was solid, familiar, a shield I wanted to disappear into. I pressed my face into his chest and focused on his breathing, slow and steady, trying to force my own to match it. I didn’t want to think about Ryan’s blood on the floor, or the way his eyes had looked at me right before he walked out. I didn’t want to think about cancer, or lies, or how close Roy had come to the truth.I just wanted the pain to shut up.“You’re safe,” Roy murmured, one hand rubbing slow circles on my back. “I’ve got you.”I nodded against him even though my throat felt tight. Safe felt like a temporary thing these days, something that could disappear the moment I relaxed.We stayed like that until my body stopped shaking. Roy eased back slightly, just enough to look at my face. “I’m not letting him near you again,” he said. “I don’t care who he thinks he is.”“I know,” I said quietly.He brushed my hair back, his thumb gra

Hailey’s POVThe air in the room was thick with our mingled sweat, the sharp musk of sex, the faint sweet smell of coconut oil, and something darker, earthier, that was purely him.Every inhale pulled him deeper into my lungs like I was drowning in Roy and never wanted to surface.His deep voice still burned in my ears when his mouth crashed back onto mine. This kiss tasted of salt and desperation, teeth clashing, tongues sliding hot and wet. I could feel the tremor in his jaw, the way his breath hitched every time our lips parted just enough for me to taste the faint coffee bitterness that always clung to him.He shoved me flat on my back with one brutal palm to my chest. The impact jolted through me, ribs compressing, lungs squeezing out a sharp gasp that tasted like him. My wrists were captured above my head before I could blink...,his left hand manacling both of mine, fingers iron-tight, thumb pressing hard enough against my racing pulse that I felt it flutter wildly against his

Hailey’s POV.Ryan didn’t stop following me.I felt him before I heard his presence heavy behind me. I let out a sigh, pressing between my shoulder blades like a weight. My chest was already tight when I reached my door. I just wanted it closed, infact locked so that he stays away from me. I threw the roses on a table and continued to walk.“Hailey,” he said behind me.I kept moving. My hands forming into harmless fists. “Wait.” He called again, his deep voice echoed through the hallway.I didn’t give him a glance at all. I saw the door to my room and my hand was on the handle when his palm slammed against the door, stopping it from closing.The sound cracked through my nerves. My pulse jumped hard, sharp enough to make my fingers go numb.“What?” I snapped as I turned around, the second I smelt his cologne behind me. He was too close for my comfort.He looked unsettled. He plastered a frown on his face that I couldn't quite understand. His breathing was unsteady. His breathing was

Ryan’s POVI handed Roy the box like it didn’t weigh a thing, like it wasn’t the result of weeks of planning, favors called in, and money I didn’t even bother counting.He stared at it.Then his eyes widened.“You’re joking,” he said slowly.Roy turned the box over once, then twice, like it might disappear if he didn’t keep looking at it. “This game only has two copies in existence,” he added. “One’s locked in a museum in Tokyo. The other—” He looked up at me sharply. “How did you even get this?”I shrugged, keeping my hands in my pockets. My pulse thudded in my ears. “Does it matter?”“It does,” Roy said, suspicious now. “You don’t just wake up one day and decide to buy something like this. Why now?”I forced a smile, even though my jaw felt tight. “Because I wanted to.”He narrowed his eyes. “That’s not an answer.”I met his gaze and held it. “I just wanted to show you how much I love you, okay?”That stopped him.Roy’s expression shifted—confusion giving way to something softer, so