All Chapters of In Your Pucking Dreams, Captain : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kendra's PoV I used to stand by the idea that every girl dreamed of a perfect boyfriend. For three years, mine was the guy who made me smile after an unfair B on a math quiz. He was also the one who invited me to every hockey game while I watched him slam pucks into the goal net. All for his pro dream. To show I was a supportive girlfriend, I crafted a lucky bracelet with two tiny hockey sticks for Simon Warrington. And now, after three freaking years together, Simon peeled off that bracelet and let it hang between us inside a chilling hospital hallway. His eyes fixed on the floor, blinking too often. “What did you say?” I asked, my chest heaving. Simon finally closed his eyes, pouring out a tired breath. “Come on, Kenny, don't make me repeat it.” I suppressed a shudder and jabbed a thumb at the door behind me. “Simon, my father’s lying there,” I croaked. “I…I don’t have time for your jokes.” His lips flattened into a line as he averted his gaze, like he had somewhere else to

Kendra's PoVI had to admit, he must have read my filthy mind, because Templeton’s golden boy seemed to have a strange obsession for the dark.For three dreadful nights following the incident, I’d sneaked into the locker room, still nervously looking over my shoulder for any sign of Simon. Yet it was always Noah O'Shea in there giving me curt nods before walking out of the door, leaving me to pick up my brain cells. I flipped on the light switch.A screech tore from my lips, loud enough to wake the dead.Tonight, Noah O'Shea's scowl finally broke into a bright smile after my scream died off.“You’re a menace!” I cried, clutching my pounding chest as I leaned against the door.Noah gave a small laugh, shoulders shaking. “I know,” he admitted easily. “But the way you scream is straight out of a cartoon!”My stomach lurched with annoyance as he continued snickering breathlessly.One would think he was five instead of twenty-one.Not that I had researched him.I swear I can hear Simon's

Kendra’s PoVStupid.Shagging my ex’s captain at work is officially the stupidest thing I’ve ever done in my entire adulthood. The last of the fireworks from the last thirty minutes instantly turned into shards of ice in my belly.My body, slick with sweat, trembled as I shoved my legs back into my uniform.Noah’s full brows furrowed as he threw his sweatshirt over his head, whispering lowly. “I could hide in the showers.”Another heavy bang rattled the door, erupting. I swallowed a suffocating gasp. “Uh no, that’s the last place you need to be!”The corner of his lips tilted up. “Maybe she’ll give up and walk away.”Before I could school him on Warden’s gift of persistence, the lock jiggled. Click.“Fuck!” I mouthed.I hauled Noah back against the wall, just in time for the door to swing wide open.Warden strode in, a clipboard pressed against her full bosom. She cast a scowl at me, her loafers thumping against the tile.I flashed my teeth and felt my eyes twitch a little. “Ma’am.”“

Noah’s PoVThe second I pushed myself into the dorm, the door slammed, rattling the hinges, startling the lanky guy lying across the couch with the semi nude girl sprawled over him. I barely glanced their way as I stormed for the kitchen.“Noah, dude, what the fuck?” My best friend and roommate swaggered inside, sporting a mop of messy brown hair, well sculpted chest with his grey sweats hanging low over his hips.I gripped the marble worktop tight. Should I be mad? My insides were scorching like a solar flare.“Noah?” Kit Stiles called again.I glared at him.“You’re scaring my date.” Kit gestured to the dark-haired girl, now wearing his shirt, hovering at the doorway with a mix of curiosity or the urge to flee.“Oh, sorry,” I narrowed my eyes, not quite sure if I’ve seen her before. Luckily, she saved the awkward moment by approaching me with a shy smile. “It’s Annika.”I exhaled tirelessly, checking

Kendra’s PoV [Unknown: Still waiting. It’s rly important. I’ll b rly quick] [Me: •••] Last night, I had the nature channel on. This furry arctic fox chased down a shrew through the snowy winterlands of Alaska. Surely, that shrew’s heart was speeding faster than light, knowing it was its last day on the planet. That’s how I feel right now. I rubbed the top of my racing chest, taking deep breaths. Yet, I couldn’t shake off the invisible grip of Simon’s hand on my wrist. My eyes shifted to Dad. As helpless as I was, Daddy wouldn’t waste time pulling up a shotgun. “What should I do?” I asked Dad. My phone chirped again. Another text from Simon. [Don’t make me come in there.] I chewed my lower lip. “Brat. He's going to throw a tantrum.” I grabbed my bag, planted a kiss on Dad's forehead and tucked his sheets to his sides. “See you soon,” I whispered. With one final glance at his peaceful body, I slipped out the door. As soon as I charged outside the hospital, I marched past t