Sinful cravings for my hockey step brother
“Alvin hates you. He’s never going to get back with you, even if I try to convince him. It won't work.”
“That’s where you’re wrong,” Marissa said, standing up from her chair and smoothing down her skirt. She picked up her bright green drink, taking a slow sip before tossing the cup into a nearby trash bin. “Alvin listens to you. You're his precious little stepsister. If you start acting distant, if you tell him that you think we were actually a better couple and that he made a mistake, he’ll start believing it. You're going to be the one to make him realise what he lost.”