Ice Bound Hearts - A Fake Dating Hockey Romance
“Nope, sorry he’s out with Tina this evening, tomorrow it says Elizabeth. You might have to wait a little while until he can get to you.”
What the fuck is she doing. “Give me the damn phone.” I order her. She ignores me trying to stop herself from laughing.
“Me? Who am I? I’m his girlfriend actually.” She seems smug with herself. Girlfriend. The word just drips off her tongue like melting butter off a hot knife. Do I like it? It does something weird to me hearing her say the word girlfriend. My stomach heats up, my chest puffs out.
“Since when? Well, actually sweetheart, it’s none of your damn business and if you so much as call this number again, I swear to God, I’ll come and get you.” She