All Chapters of The Hockey Player who Hates me : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Paige’s POVI stared at myself in the mirror.“Okay,” I whispered. “Damn.”The dress fit me perfectly. It hugged my waist before falling loosely over my hips, and the neckline was just low enough to make me feel pretty without making me feel like I was trying too hard. I’d paired it with a simple necklace, small earrings, and heels I was already regretting.I couldn’t remember the last time I’d stood in front of a mirror and genuinely liked what I saw.A few months ago, I’d have thrown on the biggest shirt I could find and called it a day. If Leah suggested going somewhere, I’d come up with an excuse. I was always too tired, too busy, or simply not in the mood.I looked back at my reflection.The girl staring at me now looked different. Confident. My phone buzzed on the bed.Leah: WHERE ARE YOU?I rolled my eyes.Me: Getting ready, why are you texting when we are literally in the same house? Leah: Lol. Hurry up, We’ve been getting ready for an hour.Me: Some of us have to work for b

Paige's POVKnox was furious.His hands were clenched at his sides, flexing and unflexing as though he was debating whether to strangle someone, most likely Mike.Mike, to his credit, didn't look particularly intimidated."Are you kicking the captain of your own team out of your house?" he asked, releasing my waist.Knox's expression darkened. "Are you sure you're still the captain?"Mike's jaw tightened, something sharper flashing behind his eyes, but before he could fire back, I stepped in.Oh, for God's sake.This was turning into a pissing contest, and a few people nearby had already begun glancing our way. The last thing I wanted was a fight breaking out and me having to explain to Leah why her brother seemed ready to murder my ex-boyfriend over a dance."It's fine," I interrupted before Mike could respond. I forced a smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "Mike and I were already done dancing."Mike turned to me, a muscle ticking in his jaw. "If that's what you want." H

Paige's POV My heart skipped several beats at once. Of course, the one person I’d tried to get away from would be waiting for me at the end of the staircase in Leah’s family home.I stared at Knox, wondering if the universe had developed a personal vendetta against me.“Knox,” I said, managing a smile that probably looked more like a warning. “How unfortunate.”“Missed you too Midget.”“Who said I missed you?”“Children,” Victoria interrupted, looking between us with an amused expression. “Must you start already?”“We’re not starting anything,” I said immediately.“Of course not Midget,” Knox agreed. He sounded far too pleased with himself.“Oh, I see. He still calls you that!”I blinked. “Call me what?”“Midget!” She shook her head, laughing. “He’s been calling you that since you became friends with Leah. I kept telling him it wasn’t nice.”“It’s a term of endearment, Mum.”I turned towards him so quickly I nearly gave myself whiplash. “It's not and I hate it.”Knox looked at me inn

Paige's POV"Uhmmmm, I'm—"Just then, Leah's excited voice came down the hall. "Dad!"Leah appeared behind him and threw her arms around him.He caught her easily, and the stern expression he'd been wearing softened almost immediately."There she is." He kissed the top of her head. "I was beginning to think you'd forgotten you had a father."Leah pulled back, laughing. "Please. You know I'd never forget you.""I'm not so sure about that." He laughed, shaking his head as he pulled her into another hug.Watching them together — how her father softened, how happy Leah was — stirred something foreign inside me. Something tight and uncomfortable, nestled just beneath my ribs.Jealousy.What the hell?I wasn't jealous of my best friend. But watching her with her dad was like watching a version of a life I'd only ever read about in fiction.I looked away, studying the frames on the wall.Victoria's voice broke the silence."Oh, good. You're back." She walked toward us with a smile. "Darling,

Paige’s POVI couldn't sleep; I kept tossing and turning, unable to find a position that felt right. Leah had been asleep almost the moment we’d settled into our separate rooms. The girl had barely finished complaining about the evening before she disappeared beneath her duvet.With another groan, I threw the covers aside and sat up. Maybe a little snack would help.I slipped out of bed, grabbed the robe hanging behind the door, and pulled it over my nightwear. I eased the door open and slipped into the hallway.Padding downstairs, I kept my steps light. The house was dark, but I made it to the kitchen without bumping into anything. The refrigerator was my destination, and I opened it carefully, grateful when the light inside illuminated the shelves.Juice. Perfect.I grabbed a carton and poured myself a glass, then spotted a tub of ice cream tucked into the freezer compartment.My eyes lit up.I took the tub out, found a spoon in the drawer, and was just closing the refrigerator wh