All Chapters of The Captain And His Psycho Intern : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Minerva The phone rang right as I was shoving my notes into my bag, already giving up on internship because no team wanted to hire a low class intern. I almost ignored it but something made me pick up. “Hello?”“Minerva Brooks? This is Coach Reynolds from the New York Pros. Congratulations. You’ve been selected for the sports medicine internship starting next week.”I stood there frozen for half a second then let out this squeal that probably scared my neighbors. “Wait are you serious? Me? Like actually me?”Sophia jumped up from the couch so fast her soda nearly spilled. She grabbed my arms and we started hopping around the tiny living room like idiots. “You did it Min! After all that crap you finally got in with the Pros!”I was laughing so hard my cheeks hurt. This was my fourth year and the first three had been a total mess because I spent way too much time on the field cheering for Liam when he got nervous before games. I specialized in taking care of athletes and yeah I picked

Chapter 3 Minerva I stood there frozen staring at Kendrick who grabbed a towel right away and wrapped it tight around his waist. My chest kept heaving from all the running and crying so I was still hiccuping trying to catch my breath between sobs. He ran his hand through his wet hair pushing it back and damn for a second I caught a glimpse of how hot he actually was with those tattoos running down his arms and the way his muscles shifted under the light but then he stepped forward fast and pushed me right up against the wall his hand on my shoulder pinning me there.“What the fuck do you think you are doing barging in here like this?” he snapped his voice all low and pissed off. “Are you some kind of stalker fan or did you follow your ex here to keep causing drama? Either way I do not care and I do not give a damn. Keep your toxic mess out of my space.”I hiccuped again pressing my back harder to the wall feeling my face burn hot while my heart raced from everything piling up. “Exc

Chapter 5 Minerva I dragged my suitcase down the hallway at four fifty in the morning, eyes still heavy from barely sleeping. My shoulder ached from how tightly I had packed everything last night, and my head pounded with the leftover anger from yelling at Liam. The facility exit loomed ahead, the automatic doors already sliding open to the cool early air. I checked my phone again. Five o’clock sharp. Kendrick better not be late after all that talk.“Minerva, wait up.” Liam’s voice cut through the quiet like he had been waiting there the whole time. He stepped out from beside the vending machines, hair messy like he had not slept either. His eyes looked desperate, the same way they did when he wanted something from me. He grabbed my arm, not hard but enough to stop me. “You cannot do this trip. Drop it right now. Tell Coach you are sick or whatever. I will back you up.”I yanked my arm free and kept walking toward the doors. “Liam, leave me alone. I told you last night I am done.

Chapter 7 Minerva We landed in Chicago and I thought the worst part was over. My panic attack on the plane had left me drained but at least Kendrick had backed off after I caught my breath. No more hand holding or deep stares. We grabbed our bags and climbed into the team van with a couple other players who looked half dead from the early flight. I’m just glad I couldn’t site Liam or Vivian anywhere, maybe she wanted to take her dads private jet. I kept my headphones in and stared out the window the whole ride to the hotel. Kendrick sat across from me scrolling on his phone like nothing had happened. Fine by me. I needed the space.The hotel lobby was packed with people checking in for some conference but the team had everything handled. Or so I thought. Coach waved us over to the front desk and handed out key cards. Most of the guys got their rooms quick. Then the lady behind the counter frowned at her screen and looked up at Kendrick and me.“There seems to be a mix up with you

Chapter 9MinervaI spent the whole night fighting the same memory. Every time I closed my eyes, it came back. His hands holding my wrists. His gaze fixed on my lips. The way he almost kissed me before pulling away like I was something dangerous.I barely slept. The almost-kiss kept replaying in my head every time I closed my eyes. His hands on my wrists. The way he looked at my mouth. Then the way he jerked back like he had burned himself. Every time I thought I was finally falling asleep, that moment came back again. I kept wondering what would have happened if neither of us had pulled away. Would he have kissed me? Would I have stopped him? I hated that I did not know the answer. By the time my alarm went off, my head felt heavy and my eyes burned from being awake most of the night.By morning the suite felt smaller than it had the night before. Kendrick was already dressed when I came out of the bathroom. His tie was straight, his jacket was on, and his hair looked perfect like