All Chapters of A Deal With The Hockey Ice Kings : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chelsea“You are the one who was stupid enough to believe that I was his cousin.”I laughed dryly at her response.“Right, and lying about what you are to a man for three whole years didn’t seem stupid to you? You know, I wanted to know one thing: how did you do it? How did you manage to stay with him and lie for him? I mean, I found out about what you really were to him after we broke up, but you were with him for three years, and you didn’t think that you were worth more than a bastard who doesn’t even hide that he cheats on you from you?”I know it wasn’t in my place to ask, but I just had to know. I couldn’t even bring myself to think about being the other woman for three whole years. It could have been more. Okay, in the end, she won since he chose her, but still, I have too much self-respect to settle for a man like that.A man who isn’t scared to show you that he is actively cheating on you.“What does it matter when in the end, I am the one with the ring, and I am the one who

Chelsea“What? Do you want me to kiss you?”I swallowed at his question and quickly shook my head.“No, of course not. I will just take your words for it.”No, I didn’t want to take his words for it. I wanted to be kissed by him. I wanted to share more than just a kiss with him.Damn, I think I am crazy.“You didn’t have to pretend to be my boyfriend.”I said, and he laughed.“That trick always works on girls who think they have gotten what another woman wants.”I wanted to deny it, but unfortunately, it’s something that would work on a lot of women.“Anyway, it wasn’t really needed, but thank you.”I told him. He laughed and looked around.“This place looks cozy. Do you come here a lot?”I nodded.“It’s pretty popular too.”He looked around again.“No, not at this time of day. Once people close from work, it will start filling up. Do you want to order? I was supposed to eat with my dad, but since he isn’t here—“I let the rest of what I wanted to say hang in the air between us. I cal

Chelsea“I am not doing this because I want a clean mouth for a kiss.”I told myself out loud as I brushed my teeth. I told myself I was doing it because I like fresh breath, but my head turned to be my biggest opp because it kept reminding me that I only brush my teeth minutes before bed and not hours before.I ignored it and focused on cleaning my mouth and peeing just because I didn’t want to leave until we were done with the whole movie.I sent a quick check-up text into my family group chat. Someone sent a response, so I sat on my bed and texted back and forth with my fourteen-year-old brother, Williams, who was the only one active.I didn’t say anything about being in the city. He made me promise to visit soon, and only after he stopped responding did I remember I was supposed to be watching a movie with Beckham.Maybe I should just text him and tell him I don’t want to watch a movie anymore. I'm sure he won’t mind.“What are we watching?”I asked when I finally talked myself in

Beckham“Damn it!”I couldn’t sleep. Long after Chelsea ran out of my hotel room, I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling and replaying her parting words in my head.She caught me jerking off, and I mentioned a name that I shouldn’t have been mentioning. A name that I should have long forgotten, but somehow, whenever I have the urge, I can’t stop myself from mentioning that name.Well, it’s not totally my fault. I was so used to mentioning that name when I came that even after over a year of not being with her, my brain and body still remember her.“Fuck!”I shouldn’t even be thinking of her, and I haven’t thought of her in weeks, not until Chelsea mentioned her twice.It’s my fault! If I hadn’t been so out of my mind trying to get off, I wouldn’t have voiced the name of my ex-girlfriend who broke up with me and married someone less than a month later.Leah really did me dirty. I never expected something like that from her.I didn’t get any explanation other than she couldn’t continue

ChelseaI woke up the next morning and could only hope that Beckham doesn’t try to talk to me about what happened last night.I wanted to forget it even happened.Okay, that’s not completely true. I do want to talk about it, but I know it won’t lead to anything, so better to quench that thirst for him—for them and focus on what I was paid to do.Be their fucking road manager and not some horny woman who wants to fuck not just one but all three of them.I had the weirdest dream last night. A fucking stupid dream that featured all three men. All naked and stroking themselves while I sat on the bed and watched them.It felt like a scene from the stupid movie that I watched with Beckham last night.“Get over yourself, Chelsea.” I warned myself as I got myself out of bed. I brushed my teeth while singing along to my playlist.I took a shower and dressed in a two-piece. I didn’t want to deal with my hair so early in the morning, and with my mood all over the place, so I just packed it up in