All Chapters of Pucking The Forbidden : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ethan's POVI didn't know what to expect as I entered the rink. I knew Liam would be here, so the only thing he should have been doing was actually practicing. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Out of everything that could have been happening, it was Liam sucking my sister's face. My insides churned as I stared at them before I could speak. I could not even stomach it. Hurt coursed through me as I stared at them. By the time they came back to their senses, they both sprang apart. Well, it was Ava that did. Nothing exactly changed from the expression on Liam. He had this finesse of being able to pull off any situation he was in. “What the fuck Liam?” I pushed out. “Why….” I did not even know what to say to him. So instead, I turned to Ava. I desperately made sure not to say something bad again. I mean, who would understand me if I told them that the guy I have had feelings for my whole life was my best friend and he's pinning after my sister because he likes her? And

Ava's POV “Didn't know I would not be able to make it for the game. The photographer said something along the lines of some random inspiration dropped for him and all that.” Lana rolled her eyes as she sipped her drink. “Well, you're making the bucks aren't you?” I teased and she snided. “It's not all about the money and you know it.” “Tell me what it's all about then, dear friend.” “I had plans! I would have been there live to see the game.” “You saw it anyway. Live too if I may let you know. Even though it was not directly.” I told her. “But I loved the game though. And the fact that they made it to the finals. There was high tension throughout. Your man made sure of it.” She said and I rolled my eyes again. “He's not my man! Do I need a placard on my head or around my neck to make you understand that?” “Oh please. Only a blind person would not have seen the way he was looking towards your direction during the game.” She said and my face heated. “That's not true!” “Whatev

Ava's POV Just like he said the other day, my car keys were waiting for me at the receptionist's desk the following morning. I thought he was playing around about bringing my car back. A small smile made its way to my face as I entered my car and drove to the stadium. We texted the other night before I went to bed. The kiss still had a place in my head even till this morning. I tried as much as possible to get it out of my head. I don't have to think too much about that. I have work to do. And also report to write about my internship. Today was going to be a long day for me. Immediately I got to the office, I had a call to report to the Coach's office. Dread filled my stomach. Today did not start off the way I expected it to. What if dad had found out about Liam and I? Or Ethan had decided that it was time he told him about us? Fuck. After what seemed like forever, I worked up the balls to go to his office finally. When I got to the door, I rubbed my sweaty palms on my jeans be

Ava's POV We ended up eating the food together because I didn't succeed in kicking him out. “I still don't get why people eat pizza.” He murmured with a mouth full of pizza. “For someone that has a lot to say about the food, you seem to be really enjoying it, don't you think?” I teased with a raise of my eyebrows. “Well, not like it does not do its job in the filling of the stomach, but it would not be my go to.” He said with a roll of his eyes. “Oh please.” I laughed. The comfortable silence that came after was soothing. After the food, when I was done with the clean up which I insisted on doing alone by myself without him hovering over me, I went back to the sitting room. His presence had taken over my apartment and looking at him from the kitchen entrance made me start to rethink my resolution of staying off men for good. Like if he asked you to take off those clothes right now, you would not. The rude-ass voice in my head sneered. Shut up. I started to walk closer to him

Ava's POV Nothing he said made any sense to me because I couldn't even place it. “Did you get hurt by any chance that I helped you bandage up? Or maybe I called 911 to help you?” I asked. I was still here trying to rummage through my brain for the memory where I had helped anyone. The only person that I used to help during that time was Ethan because of how clumsy he'd been on the rink. And I was sixteen too around that time. So there was no way I would have helped him. I mean, were there any possibility that I would have met him and I would not remember? I pondered, my crash out earlier quickly forgotten. What should I do to remember? “Don't beat yourself up. I will tell you.” I heard him say. I looked over at him. He was sitting down back, looking all composed and good in his tux. He took the date thing very seriously and I didn't even do much. Was that part of the reason I tried to find something wrong in what he did? When he did absolutely nothing to irk me or make me feel