Semua Bab Faking It With The Hockey Playboy: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Derek POV"Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to watch you throw everything away?" Lila continued, her voice getting stronger. "You have talent, Derek. Real talent. You could have a future in hockey. You could get scholarships. You could make something of yourself. But instead, you are sabotaging everything!"I stared at her, shocked. This was not the quiet, timid Lila I had first met. This was someone else entirely. Someone fierce and passionate and completely unafraid."You are wasting your potential," Lila pressed on. "You are letting your anger control you instead of controlling it. You are drinking too much, fighting too much, caring too little about the consequences of your actions.""Lila—" I tried to interrupt."I am not finished!" she said sharply. "You say you care, but your actions say otherwise. You got suspended and learned nothing. You threw a party and made things worse. You got into another fight and extended your suspension. When does it stop, Derek? When do y

Lila POVDerek's kisses were overwhelming every rational thought in my head.His hands were everywhere. In my hair. On my waist. Along my back. Each touch sending electricity through my body.I kissed him back with equal desperation, my fingers gripping his shirt, pulling him closer even as a small voice in my head screamed that this was going too far.Derek walked me backward across the room, our lips never separating. My legs hit the edge of his bed, and I stumbled slightly.He caught me, lowering me gently onto the mattress. The same bed where Ryan had found us at the party. The same bed that had started all this chaos.Derek hovered over me, his weight supported on his arms, his eyes dark with want."You are so beautiful," he whispered, leaning down to kiss me again.I kissed him back, my hands moving from his shirt to his hair, feeling the soft strands between my fingers.Derek's hand slid under my uniform shirt, his fingers warm against my skin. I gasped at the contact.Reality

Lila POVI stood frozen on the stairs, caught between Derek above me and his father blocking my path below.Mr. Stone's face was red with fury, his entire body radiating rage. He looked like he might explode at any second."Do you have any idea what you have put this family through?" Mr. Stone said, his attention fixed on Derek. "Do you have any comprehension of the embarrassment you have caused?"Derek stayed silent, his jaw clenched tight."You got suspended for fighting," Mr. Stone continued, his voice rising with each word. "Then you threw a party while suspended. Then you got into another fight and got your suspension extended. And now I find out you have been sneaking girls into your room when you are supposed to be grounded!""I did not sneak her in," Derek said quietly. "She came to check on me.""I do not care why she is here!" Mr. Stone shouted. "The point is that you continue to disregard every rule, every boundary, every consequence I set for you!"I pressed myself against

Lila POVWe sat in Derek's car for a few more minutes, neither of us ready to say goodbye yet.The weight of the conversation hung between us, but it felt different now. Lighter somehow. Like we had broken through something important."Thank you," Derek said quietly. "For saying that. For seeing me.""I do see you," I said. "And I like what I see."Derek smiled, a real genuine smile that reached his eyes. "Even when I am a mess?""Especially when you are a mess," I said. "Because that is when you are most real."Derek reached over and took my hand, threading his fingers through mine. The gesture was simple but it made my heart race."When I come back to school," Derek said. "Would you want to spend time together? Real time, not just for show?""What kind of time?" I asked.Derek thought for a moment. "Library time? We could study together. Or you could tell me about the books you are reading. Or I could just sit there and watch you do your thing."The suggestion was so unexpectedly sw

Ryan POVThe championship rematch was in two weeks.Everyone at school was talking about it. Posters were up in the hallways. Announcements were made every morning. The entire hockey team was supposed to be training harder than ever.This was supposed to be my redemption. My chance to prove that the loss to Derek's team was a fluke. My opportunity to show the scouts that I was still worth watching.Coach Reynolds had pulled me aside multiple times to remind me how important this game was."This is your moment, Ryan," he had said. "Your chance to recover everything you lost. Scouts will be there. College recruiters. This could change your entire future."I had nodded and said the right things. But inside, I felt empty.What was the point of recovering my image as a hockey star when everything else in my life was falling apart?I sat in my car in the school parking lot, watching other players head to the rink for evening practice. I should have been with them. Should have been leading w