The Hockey Player who Hates me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 15

Knox's POV“Who’s the person you’re most attracted to in this circle?” Avery asked, her lashes fluttering as she looked at me.I almost scoffed.Five minutes ago she’d been wrapped around Mike. Now she was batting her lashes at me like he wasn’t sitting two feet away.I almost scoffed.My gaze drifted past her to Paige She was staring at the floor, absently tracing the rim of her cup with her thumb.She’d barely looked up since Mike and Avery kissed.Good.She shouldn’t have had to watch that. I frowned.Since when did I care?“Well?” Avery prompted. I dragged my eyes back to her.Truth or Dare.Stupid game.“Nobody.” The word left my mouth without hesitation.Only…I was looking straight at Paige when I said it.Her head lifted.Our gazes locked. My eyes trailed to her lips. Her plump lips.The memory of that damn kiss hit me out of nowhere.The way she’d fit so effortlessly against me. The warmth of her body in my arms. The taste of her.And that damn dress wasn’t helping.The

Paige’s POV Without waiting for Leah to wake up, I quietly got ready for class. She’d passed out the second we’d gotten home last night, still mumbling something about Enzo in her sleep. By the time she opened her eyes, she’d have one hell of a hangover. I made a quick pot of hangover soup anyway, poured it into a bowl, and covered it with a plate. ‘Heat before eating. Drink water. And no more vodka. —P’ I left the note on the kitchen counter beside it. I tugged on a fitted black Henley, slipped into my skinny jeans and sneakers, grabbed my bag, and headed out. The campus was already buzzing by the time I crossed the courtyard. Students were already rushing between lectures, coffee cups in hand, conversations overlapping into one giant blur. If being invisible deserved an award, I would’ve won gold at least until recently. Now, wherever I walked, whispers followed me like ghosts. “…Isn’t that her?” “The girl Mike dumped.” “I thought she dumped him.” “No, I heard

Paige’s POVIt was a two-hundred-dollar bill, with a note underneath saying, ‘don't spend it wisely.’I stood there a moment, the money heavy in my hands, chest tangled with a mess of confusion.“Whoa.” Lisa leaned over my shoulder, eyes going wide. “That’s a huge tip. On your first day?” She whistled low. “Guess being rude to hockey players pays off.”“I can’t keep this.” I turned the napkin over, like the other side might explain something the first hadn’t. It didn’t. “Are you kidding? Paige, you have to take it.” She said it like it was obvious, like I was the one being unreasonable. “That’s Knox Tatum. This is probably nothing to him.”I almost laughed.I folded the bill and shoved it into my apron pocket, my face going red with the mixture of shame and embarrassment. What did he see me as? A charity case? There was no question in mind. I was giving it back to him. ……….By the time I got home, the apartment was dim, blinds still drawn from the night before. Leah was curled up