PUCK ME, STEPBROTHER
My jaw clenches so hard I can feel my teeth grinding together, but I keep skating, forcing myself to stay focused on the game.
"Oh right," he continues, his voice dropping lower so only I can hear it over the scrape of skates on ice. "You got distracted. Started thinking about other things. Other people."
The words hit like a punch to the gut, stealing my breath for a moment. He's talking about last year, about that night I've spent months trying to forget.
"Saw your little stepbrother at that party the other night," Marcus chirps during the next face-off, positioning himself directly across from me. His eyes are bright with malicious amusement. "Kid's cute. Bet it would be easy to sway him
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