Semua Bab My Stepbrother: Rivals On Thin Ice (MxM): Bab 1 - Bab 4

Chapter OneBrent’s POV Hockey in Frostbridge has always been predictable.The ice was cold, Coach Jake yelled way too much, Michael always showed up where he wasn’t supposed to, and if I worked hard enough, I usually won.But Life, unfortunately, had never played by the same rules…Coach Jake’s whistle sliced through the rink, sharp enough to snap me out of my thoughts before another puck skimmed past my skate. “Eyes up, Lennox!” he called.“I’ve got it, I’ve got it!” I called back, already shifting my weight.I held onto the pass against my stick and fired before the goalie had time to react.The puck shot itself neatly in the top corner of the net.The satisfying clang of metal echoed across the rink, followed by a chorus of disappointed groans from the freshmen lined up behind me. Coach Jake lowered his whistle and pointed toward the goal.“Stop staring at Brent’s shot you wimp,” he barked. “Pay attention to how he got there. Goals aren’t luck. They’re repetition.”The boys st

Chapter 3Brent’s POVMy phone kept buzzing like it was trying to kill me.I dragged the pillow over my head to try and drown out the noise but it wasn’t helping in anyway. Whoever thought calling someone before eight in the morning was acceptable deserved jail time.The buzzing stopped. I had barely let out a relieved sigh when it started again.“…You have got to be kidding me.”I stretched an arm across my nightstand, blindly searching for my phone. Instead, my fingers knocked over a bottle of water.“Ow, shit.” Cold water spilled across the floor as I finally grabbed my phone.Eight missed calls. Five text messages. And every single call was from no one other than Michael.I frowned. That idiot usually gave up after the second call. Something had to be wrong. Torn between my sleep and curiosity, I called back. Curiosity beat the annoyance.He answered before the first ring ended.“OH THANK GOD!”I pulled the phone away from my ear. “Why the fuck are you yelling?”“To make sure yo