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She looked from Sloane to me and back again, her brow furrowed with the first hint of confusion. I could feel Sloane’s gaze on me now, hot and heavy, but I kept my eyes fixed on my plate. I speared a meatball. Put it in my mouth. Chewed. Tasted nothing. “You two are quiet tonight,” Victoria said, her voice soft, careful. Like she was approaching a wounded animal. “Just tired,” Sloane said immediately, her voice tight. “Long day.” “Long week,” I added, staring at my spaghetti. “I have a week-long hockey camp next week."

Allie groaned, kicking the door shut behind her with her heel. She dropped the books onto her desk with a heavy thud and tossed one of the coffees onto my bed. "I got you an oat milk latte. You look like you need the caffeine, and you look like you haven't slept since Tuesday." Allie was a breath of fresh, aggressively normal air. She was a twenty-year-old nursing student who knew absolutely nothing about the brutal politics of college hockey, the toxic locker room culture, or the fact that my boyfriend had just killed a man in the woods.

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I have one job, win this game. Mitchell skates past me, shoulder-checking me harder than necessary. “Nice punch, Hart,” he sneers. “Too bad your head’s not in the game.” I don’t look at him. I don’t react. I just keep skating. He hates that. Next shift, he tries again, a shove to my back, a slash to my stick, a muttered insult about my team. Still nothing. I’m not giving him the satisfaction. But then he says her name. “Hey, how’s your little ice princess? Lena, right? Shame, she got hurt. But maybe I can help her 'heal' up”

~ Sarah's POV ~ My blood was still roaring like wildfire when I threw open the heavy doors of the ice rink. The freezing air smacked me in the face, but it did absolutely nothing to cool the rage consuming my body. There he was. Saxton was gliding across the ice, practicing with his hockey team. He was laughing so freel, unbothered, and completely detached from the wreckage he'd left behind in my home. Seeing that smug smile on his face made my vision go entirely red.

She grins and he nods, going back to Elion. My chest hurts seeing them together again but at least, Cerise can't tell what's going on. He defended me at least, a warm bliss cascades over me, soothing the chest burns I'm having. Our eyes lock from time to time, even while playing with our partners. When I turn and he's gone, I lose interest to continue here. Only then do I remember I have hockey practice with my buddies on campus. Thursdays hockey rehearsals which are very compulsory. Three hours to go.

His mouth crashed into mine before I could even blink, the kiss so deep, so fiercely possessive that it tasted like the adrenaline we’d been running on all morning, mixed with the sudden, terrifying release of a pressure valve that had been screwed down too tight for weeks. I groaned against his lips, my hands automatically tearing at the collar of his hockey jersey, my fingers fumbling with the heavy laces and the thick fabric until I managed to bunch it up over his chest, wanting nothing more than to feel the solid, burning heat of his skin against mine without the barrier of the team colors between us.

Who wouldn't want a brilliant, lethal hockey star as their personal tutor and lover? But a new hunger had taken root. I found myself constantly craving the touch of his skin. The moment he walked through the door, I’d lead him to the back of the apartment. We’d lose ourselves for hours, surfacing only for a late dinner or a movie before falling back into bed for another round. And when he stayed over, the morning usually started the same way. Diego seemed more than happy to feed the fire. He took a dark sort of pride in my reactions, and I did everything in my power to return the favor. As long as we were focused on the physical, the relationship seemed to soar, so I made sure we stayed focu