บททั้งหมดของ My Hockey Bully Stepbrother : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Summer’s PovI finished the last of my food quickly, snapping the lunch pack shut.Ruby was already watching me with that look. “Did you get into trouble? Why is he calling you?”“I don’t know,” I said honestly.“Should I follow you?” Crew asked.Ruby turned to him. “Rude of you to think she’d allow you to follow her and not me.”“Ruby.” He didn’t even look at her. “I wasn’t talking to you.”“Whatever.”“Guys.” I stood up. “Both of you, stay. I’ll go by myself and come back and tell you everything. Okay?”Ruby pointed at me. “You better.”I was about to leave when heels clicked against the courtyard floor and Susan appeared at the edge of our table, stopping like she’d spotted something she was looking for.“Hey, guys.” She smiled, easy and unbothered.“Hey,” I said.“Hey,” Ruby echoed.Susan scanned the table once. “Have any of you seen Tyler? I’ve been looking for him all morning. He’s not even answering my texts.”“He said he was busy with something,” I said. “That’s why he didn’t

Summer’s PovI avoided Ruby for the rest of the day.Every time she appeared in the corridor and tried to catch my eye, I just shook my head. She got the message quickly. That was one of the things I actually loved about Ruby – she knew the difference between someone who needed to talk and someone who needed to be left alone first. She would come back later. She always did. Tyler was the same way. Neither of them pushed when I went quiet.I just needed to breathe.The last class ended and I was already pulling out my phone to call the driver when Crew materialized beside me out of nowhere.I genuinely did not understand how he did that. He appeared in places like he had been standing there the whole time and I had simply failed to notice.“We’re going together,” he said.“I’m calling the driver.”“We’re heading to the same place, Summer. How much sense does that make?” He fell into step beside me like the conversation was already finished. “And we don’t even have to talk. We can talk

Summer’s POVThe days leading up to the mock exam were a blur of notes, late nights in the library, and Crew sitting across from me like he had personally appointed himself my study supervisor.He was annoying about it in the most surprisingly effective way. Every time my eyes started to close he would tap the table. Every time I tried to call it a night early he would slide another past paper in front of me without a word. I hated it. It also worked.When the day finally came, Crew drove me to school.I was quiet the whole way, running through everything in my head, trying to hold onto the things I had studied without letting the anxiety shake them loose.He pulled up at the entrance and I reached for the door.“You’ve got this,” he said.I stopped.“You’ve got it, okay? Don’t panic. You know this stuff.”I turned to look at him. “Who would have thought you’d be the one giving me advice.”“Just take the advice, Summer, and don’t be – “ He stopped himself.I raised an eyebrow. “Don’t

Summer’s PovI didn’t know where the courage came from. One second I was kissing Crew like the world was ending, and the next I was pulling away from him and rising up on my toes to kiss Gray.His lips were so soft. So different from Crew’s. Where kissing Crew felt like heat and fire and something wild that could burn me up, kissing Gray felt like a spark that spread slowly through my whole body—warm, exciting, almost tender. My hands slid up his chest, and I pressed closer, tasting him, feeling the way he froze for half a second before he started kissing me back.When I finally pulled away, I was breathing hard. I looked up at him, my head spinning in the best possible way.“Summer,” Gray said quietly, his voice low and rough. “You’re drunk, right? You know that?”“I am definitely not drunk,” I said, the words coming out clearer than I expected. I turned so I could see both of them. “Both of you. I want both of you. So why can’t I have both of you?”Crew stepped closer, his eyes dark

Summer’s PovMy eyes fluttered open to a loud bang on the door. The sound hit like a hammer straight to my skull. Oh my God. The headache was brutal, pounding behind my eyes like someone was trying to split my head open. I groaned softly, pressing a hand to my forehead as if that could stop the world from spinning. I had drunk way too much last night. Like, dangerously too much.I tried to sit up, but the movement made everything worse. Memories started trickling in—slow at first, then crashing over me all at once. The party. The drinks. Kissing Crew. Kissing Gray. Both of them. My hands on them. Their mouths on me. The way I’d begged for it. Heat flooded my face as the full picture sharpened in my mind.I turned my head and froze.Crew and Gray were lying on either side of me, shirtless, wearing only their boxers. Their bodies were warm against mine under the sheets. Crew’s arm was draped loosely over my waist, and Gray’s leg brushed against mine. They looked so peaceful, breathing s