Faking It With The Hockey Captain의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

I was the biggest fool to ever exist. That is what kept running through my mind as I stood at the entrance of Finn's apartment. I clutched my pouch so hard I almost tore through the leather. Standing there and watching Finn, my boyfriend, propose to another woman, I felt stupid. I had wanted to surprise him. That was the plan…show up and celebrate this milestone with him. Then I would watch his face when I told him I'd landed a job at North Wolves, his new hockey club. I had been rehearsing his reaction the entire drive over. The way he'd grab me, filled with excitement and say “ I knew you'd get it.” Instead I was the one getting surprised. Finn had always wanted to join the North Wolves since college. However, he did not get shortlisted. After three years of playing with Black steel, he eventually got poached for a post at North wolves after a player resigned. He was over the moon when he got the news. After signing the contract, he told me he wanted to throw

Marion POV Before I could understand what was going on, I was shoved hard and sent stumbling back. If it wasn't for Chase's driver who was trailing behind us carrying his hospital bag, I would have landed on the rough floor butt first. However, Chase was not so lucky. With my support gone, he stumbled and managed to stop himself...but that cost him stepping down with his injured leg. What followed was a painful groan that sent my mind into reset factory. I propped myself up before rushing to him and helping him stabilize his footing. " Jesus Christ are you okay?" I asked, panic clawing through me. Amidst the frown on his face, he gave me a reassuring smile...or at least that's what he intended to. Only that it did nothing to reassure me. If anything, it made me feel guilty. " I'm okay." He said only to hiss at the end. He was not okay. Of course he wasn't. Without thinking... which I didn't need at this point...I turned around and faced the culprit responsible for almost lea

Marion POV I had been a fool to listen to Chase..I was even more foolish to accept that proposal. Come with him to prove to Finn that I was better off without him? And using a man to prove that point? The man being Chase Hudson made everything ridiculous yet satisfying at the same time, especially that moment I walked in, pushing him in his wheelchair and the whole room went quiet, eyes turning to us. For a moment, my hands froze. Chase noticed that. “ You'd better not chicken out or give him the satisfaction of seeing you intimidated.” Chase whispered loud enough for just me to hear. “ Intimidated?” I scoffed. “ There's nothing to intimidate me in here.” I fired back, pretending to be more confident than I felt. “ Yeah, sure. Except that you're intimidated by the title of my girlfriend.” Chase countered. I opened my mouth to say something but stopped myself. Coach Williams was walking towards us, beaming. “ Miss Hartley, this is a pleasant surprise. I thought he wou

Marion POV I was deep asleep when my phone started ringing insistently. I groaned and grabbed it, fully intending to turn it off. After what happened yesterday, I wasn't thrilled to meet Chase, even though I knew I couldn't avoid him for long. The name on the screen changed my mind. I swiped accept. "You'd better have something important to tell me, Mabel, or I swear I'm going..." I didn't get to finish my threat, because Mabel screamed. She literally screamed through the phone, and I had to push it away from my ear. "I've always known no man can resist you, but seriously, Marion? It's been a fucking week. And you didn't tell me? You didn't tell me you're Chase Hudson's girlfriend?" The words followed each other. She didn't even pause to breathe in between. "Where did you get that bullshit from?" I asked, a frown on my face. "Bullshit? It's all over the news, Marion. Every gossip page is talking about it." She replied. It took me a moment to process that information. "I'll

When I opened the door to Mabel’s house, the scent of something baking hit me. It was strong and definitely enticing."Mabel, is the house on fire?" I asked jokingly, and I heard Mabel snort from the kitchen. "Shut up and come see my rolls."I kicked off my shoes in the hallway and followed the smell into the kitchen. Mabel was standing over the oven in an apron that said KISS THE COOK, with flour on her cheek and a look of pure concentration. "You're making cinnamon rolls," I said. The girl was a beast in the kitchen, but she really baked. Made me wonder why? "I'm making cinnamon rolls for Lisa. She's been down lately, so I'm cheering her up. Don't take it personally." She replied. Cheering her up? Is something wrong with her?" I asked Marbel, who shrugged. "There's nothing wrong with Lisa, but she has been down lately," she replied. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked Mabel, turning to her."Tell you what?""That she's been like this. That she's been down. You let me think everyt