All Chapters of 21 Days In The Hockey Captain's Bed : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Yennifer knew she was in trouble the moment she opened Chloe's apartment door.Chloe was sitting on the couch, hair completely disheveled, wearing an oversized T-shirt and a ridiculous frown.Yennifer stepped into the apartment, and Chloe looked up, shocked at first, then sad. They stared at each other for a while, Chloe giving her a full-body stare-down before running up to hug her, apologizing profusely, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry for leaving you at the club. I turned for one moment, and you were not there. I searched but couldn't see you, so I texted you before I left. So sorry, Yen”Yennifer narrowed her eyes dramatically at Chloe before smiling, and this caused Chloe to grin, then scream slowly “Girl…come sit. I had the best night of my life.”Yennifer blinked.Oh.”Chloe leaned back proudly. “Best. Night. Of. My. Life.”Yennifer shut the door behind her, mouthing, “Good for you,” before dropping her bag on the floor. Turning back to see Chloe’s eyes travelling over her from head to

“Guess who I just saw downstairs, darling?” Lady Eleanor said happily “Did you forget something, Belle?” George asked, using his favorite nickname for her. While growing up, his grandmother was the mother figure in his life. She dropped him off at school, at his games and parties when his dad couldn't, so she never liked being called grandma most especially when she found herself amongst other mothers. She said it made her look old, so George chose a short form of her name, “Elle”, in addition to a “B” to form a word meaning beautiful.“No, I didn't, darling. On my way out, I saw Rose, and I thought to myself, was that why you didn't want to have lunch?... You were waiting for her, darling. That's so sweet,” she said, smiling brightly Yennifer, who was hiding behind the door but clearly hearing everything being said inside, made herself visible by stepping into the office with her head down a bit. She didn't want to look at George, so the best and safest thing to do was avoid eye c

“This is insane.” Mark stared, more like squinted at the document in front of him. He looked at his boss, then back at the document.“With all due respect, sir,” he said slowly, “this is completely insane.”George didn't even look up from his laptop. “Are you finished?”“Not yet sir.”George sighed as Mark picked up the document again and skimmed through it, clearing his throat.“Twenty-one-day contract binding a fake relationship between Miss Yennifer Winterbourne and Mr. George Ashford?”“I'm sorry sir but are you feeling well?” Mark asked, stepping forward to feel his boss's temperature, only for George to swipe his hands off. “You're asking a journalist to pretend to be your girlfriend; you dislike Journalists.”“I'm alright Mark, if you're done, go back to your desk” George replied, like he was just signing another deal and not about to live with someone he barely knows. “And it's temporary Mark, temporary.”Mark, obvious from the order given, straightened up and dropped the cont

Yennifer sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the contract in her hands.She had been staring at it for the past twenty minutes.Maybe thirty; she wasn't sure anymore.The words on the first page had already begun to blur together.“Twenty-One Day Contract Between Miss Yennifer Winterbourne and Mr. George Ashford.”Opening the contract again.Yennifer flipped the page, then flipped back again, as if the words might rearrange themselves into something sane if she stared hard enough.They didn’t.So she let the contract fall onto the bed with a soft, defeated slap. A beat later, she snatched it up again.It was still there. Still impossible. Pretend to be his girlfriend, live in his house, share his bedroom, share his bed!Go to his games, his parties, his family dinners.Hold hands, smile at him, kiss him when necessary and how many times exactly can “when necessary” be? Five, ten, twenty? And she also had to act like she was crazily in love with him on and off the rink. Head over h

Yennifer's Pov:“Oh no!” I stared at my phone, hoping the headline would disappear if I blinked hard enough but it didn't.“BREAKING ENTERTAINMENT NEWS: THE KING OF THE ICE HAS A QUEEN? GEORGE ASHFORD SPOTTED ON INTIMATE LUNCH DATE WITH MYSTERY REDHEAD!”I read it once, then twice, because apparently, my brain had decided to abandon me at the exact moment I needed it most.My phone rang again, causing me to jump. Looking at my screen, it was Chloe, of course.Taking a deep breath before answering the call, everything feels too overwhelming, she wasn't expecting the reality of the contract to catch up with her so early and this hard“OH. MY. GOD!” Chloe screamed for the second time, almost turning me deafPulling the phone away from my ear again “Chloe,—”“GIRL! YOU AND GEORGE ASHFORD?”“Keep your voice down!” I cried out, already tired from the way she was dragging this“Why? Is your billionaire boyfriend in the room?”He is not my boyfriend! But I couldn't say that to Chloe, she would