Todos los capítulos de PUCK ME ON ICE: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Tessy’s POV“Come on, Tessy, you have to attend this party tonight! I need my wingman with me,” Sophie whined, tossing a skimpy piece of lingerie directly onto my lap.I held it up by two fingers, staring at the sheer fabric in disbelief. “Since when have I ever been your wingman?”“Since forever, Tessy! Now put that on,” she ordered, crossing her arms.“You can’t seriously expect me to wear this out.”“Oh, come on! You have to be sexy tonight. Don’t forget, you have Tristan wrapped around your little finger,” she teased with a mischievous smirk.“I wouldn’t say he’s wrapped around my finger...” I muttered, looking away.“Please! You guys have already kissed. Soon enough, you’ll be having sex and officially be together,” Sophie gushed, tossing her hair over her shoulder. Then her expression softened into mock pity. “I do feel bad for you, though. You must be severely missing good sex.”I rolled my eyes. “Sophie, sex isn’t everything, okay? And besides, I don’t miss it.”“Riiiight. W

Tessy’s POV “What the hell are you doing, Ryder?!” I yelled, rushing forward to grab Tristan by the arm and help him off the cold pavement. Ryder stood over us, his chest heaving and his knuckles already turning red. “What am I doing?! What the fuck is he doing? He’s supposed to be my friend, and he’s out here going after you!” “Ouch...” Tristan groaned, wiping a smear of blood from his split lip. “Are you okay?” I asked, panic spiking in my chest as I inspected his face. “I’ve had worse,” Tristan muttered, letting out a dry, breathy laugh. I frowned, turning toward Ryder with absolute fury burning in my chest. “You are out of your mind! He did nothing wrong to you!” “You see nothing wrong with this?!” Ryder roared, his eyes wide and wild. “He knows I love you, Tessy, and—” “You love me, but I don’t love you!” The words tore out of my throat before I could filter them. A sharp, crushing wave of pain flashed across Ryder’s face. He froze, looking at me as if I had ju

Tessy’s pov“Come on, Tessy, you can’t stay mad at me,” Sophie whined, trailing right behind me as I stormed down the hall.“Don’t even talk to me,” I snapped, heading straight for the kitchen.“Fine, I admit I messed up. I shouldn’t have posted that picture, and I definitely shouldn’t have let everyone know you’re with Tristan. But I was just excited for my best friend! Come on, don’t be mad.”I let out a heavy sigh, stopping at the counter to turn and face her. “You still should have asked for my permission. We agreed it’s best to keep a low profile while things settle down.”“By low profile, you mean you didn't want Ryder to find out,” she shot back, a knowing smirk on her face.My heart gave a violent thud against my ribs. “Don’t test me, Sophie. I will literally slice your throat with this bread knife.”“Hey, careful with that!” she yelped, taking a couple of quick steps back and holding up her hands.“Did you even look at the comments under that post?” I demanded, irritation fla

Tessy’s pov“I got rejected, Mrs. Zoey,” I said, offering a faint, tired smile as I stared across the desk at my professor. She had been pushing me to resubmit my creative writing application for weeks.“Tessy, you know what I always say,” she replied gently. “Rejection is often just redirection. It doesn’t mean you give up. You’re working with one of the best tutors in the industry right now, and with his guidance, I know you can do something amazing. You just need to reapply.”“Thanks, Mrs. Zoey, but I think I’d just like to sit this one out for now,” I said, shaking my head softly. “When I’m in a better headspace, I’ll try again.”“Alright, do what’s best for you,” she said, yielding with a soft sigh. “And on another note, maybe I should start recommending more students to you for private tutoring. Mr. Kings did exceptionally well after your sessions.”A small smile touched my lips at the compliment. “That’s great news, but please don’t recommend me to anyone else just yet. I reall

Tessy’s pov“Yes, Tessy. Ryder is my boyfriend,” Tracy chirped, a triumphant, sweet smile playing on her lips.My gaze shifted back to Ryder, taking in his tense posture and the guilty look flashing through his eyes.“Boyfriend...” I repeated, letting out a small, hollow smile. My eyes dropped to the floor for a fraction of a second before I looked back up. “Well... congratulations to you both.”Ryder’s head snapped up, his jaw tightening as he stared at me, almost like he was waiting for me to break,yell, or say something completely different.“I’ll go get your drinks,” I said, keeping my smile firmly in place. “You should go go ahead and take a seat.”I turned around and walked back toward the coffee machine. As I pulled down the handles to pull espresso shots, a bitter, disbelieving scoff tore from my chest. Unbelievable. All those deep, lingering looks at dinner, the way he held my wrist, the smooth words in the hallway claiming she wasn't his girlfriend... it was all just a pathe