All Chapters of The Captain And His Psycho Intern : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22 Minerva She cut herself off and looked away. Her hands were flat on the counter and I could see the way her fingers pressed down hard enough to turn the knuckles white.“Like someone who cares,” I finished for her. “Yeah. I know. I was there.”“That is exactly the problem,” she said. She turned back and the fury was fully back in place. “You know and I know and if even one person upstairs starts putting the pieces together then everything I have built here is gone. So stop looking at me like you want to fix it. You cannot fix this. Your face and your name can take the heat. Mine cannot.”I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell her that I would stand in front of every camera and every comment section and make it clear that she had done nothing wrong. But the words stuck because she was right about the difference between our positions. I could survive a scandal. She might not.Before I could find anything useful to say the door opened again and Coach walked in without knocking.

Chapter 24 Kendrick She set the probe down harder than necessary. “What do you want from me right now? Because I am doing my job the way they told me to do it. That is all I can give you in this building.”Before I could answer my phone buzzed in my pocket. Then hers lit up on the counter at the same time. She glanced at the screen and her whole body went still.I pulled mine out. A new post had already racked up thousands of likes. Someone had slowed down the clip from last night and freeze-framed the exact second her face changed when she reached me on the ice. The caption was worse than the first round. It said the team’s new trainer looked like she was about to cry over a star player and that no one ran that fast for a guy she wasn’t sleeping with. The comments under it were already stacking. One of them came from an account that claimed to be a former staffer. It said she had always been too close to the players and that the organization should have known better than to hire so

Chapter 26 Kendrick “Well I do,” she said. “I care because now it’s not just my job on the line. It’s yours too. And for what? So you can feel like you stood up for something?”“It’s not about feeling like anything,” I said. “I’m done letting them dictate how I feel about this. About you. We figure this out together or not at all.”She didn’t answer right away. I could hear her breathing on the other end. When she spoke again her voice was quieter.“You don’t get to decide that by yourself.”“I’m not deciding by myself. I’m telling you where I stand. I’m not walking away from this because Coach and PR got scared of comments.”“I’m suspended, Kendrick. Do you understand what that means? They’re already treating me like the problem. If you keep pushing they’re going to treat you the same way.”“Then let them.”“That’s easy for you to say. You’re the star. You’re the one with the contract and the minutes and the face on the posters. I’m the one they can replace by next week.”I pushed

Chapter 28 Kendrick She let out a short, sharp laugh that had no humor in it. “You are impossible. You refuse the statement, you ignore Coach, you show up here when the whole building is watching, and then you punch someone in my room. Do you have any idea what this looks like if it gets out?”“I know exactly what it looks like.”“Then why…”“Because I am done letting other people write the story,” I said. “Including him. Including Coach. Including the comments. Including you when you try to push me away for my own good.”Her mouth opened and closed. She looked like she wanted to keep yelling but the words got stuck. I moved closer until I could feel the heat coming off her. My knuckles brushed her arm by accident and she glanced down at the broken skin.“You’re bleeding.”“I know.”“Your thigh…”“I know that too.”“Kendrick.”“Look at me.”She did. I put both hands on her waist, careful of the scraped skin on one side, and held her there. Not hard. Just enough that she could not pr

Chapter 30 Minerva I went back down. Deeper this time. My free hand cupped him gently while my mouth worked. I could feel him getting closer and I slowed down again, dragging it out, making every sound he made last longer. His voice cracked on my name. The hand in my hair was shaking. I kept going until his thigh was trembling under my palm and his stomach was tight and he was whispering please without even realizing he was doing it.Only then did I take him all the way. I stayed there while he came, swallowing around him, not pulling away until he was finished and breathing hard. I licked him clean after, slow and thorough, and only stopped when he reached down and cupped the side of my face.“Come here,” he said.I climbed up his body carefully, keeping my weight off the bad leg. He pulled me into a kiss that tasted like both of us. It was messy and grateful and still a little angry at the edges. When we broke apart I rested my forehead against his.“I am still mad at you.”“I kno