Page 6 of Pucking High School

“That’s because we are two weeks away from graduating. You and me. It’s Covey U to start, but who knows what the future holds for us.” He raised his brows. “Maybe we’ll even end up on the same NHL team.”

“Let's focus on actually getting drafted before worrying about the team we’re on.” I was still nervous even mentioning it. Cade and I had been invited to attend the Draft live, which showed that several teams were looking at us, but that still wasn’t a guarantee we’d get drafted. We could just as easily end up one of those players sitting in the arena, faking a smile because we weren’t chosen just in case the camera panned on us.

“How does Amy feel about you moving to California?”

I shook my head and huffed out an annoyed breath. “I don’t think she cares.”

“Really?”

Shrugging, I adjusted my backpack on my shoulder. “She’s staying here, and I’m moving away. It’s kind of a moot point.” Cade’s lips flattened, so I continued explaining. “We don’t really talk about the future.”

“Or the present, apparently.” Cade chuckled and as much as I hated to admit it, he had a point. Amy and I had been dating for years, but it had gotten to the point where we were more like friends. Neither one of us was willing to break it off, so we were just kind of waiting out the inevitable to happen.

Unfortunately, Amy becoming less of a distraction had made it hard to ignore the fact that I’d been crushing hard on Cade’s little sister, Madison, for as long as I could remember. Not that I’d ever act on those feelings, for a myriad of reasons. The main one being that she probably didn’t even look at me that way, anyway. She was a good girl, who studied and worked hard. She didn’t need me around screwing things up for her or her family. Not to mention the fact that she was my best friend’s little sister. Yeah, I doubted that would go down well.

Cade crinkled his nose. “You two are so romantic,” he said sarcastically. “I can’t wait to get into one of those real relationships and have sex with one girl that I hate all the time.”

“I don’t hate Amy.”

“Then do her a favor and break up with her.”

“That’s a lot of hassle for something that’s going to happen no matter what, anyway.”

Cade shook his head. “Always the charmer. I only hope that when you get to college, you’ll meet someone that you can’t live without. She’ll have the same interests as you, and you won’t be able to stop smiling. Although, I’m not sure your face knows how to do that.”

I raised my brows and blew out a breath because IhopedI would be different, too. Moving across the country from the one girl I couldn’t get my mind off should help that.

“You coming to the gym?” Cade asked as he turned the corner in the hallway.

“Yup.” I pointed my thumb over my shoulder. “I've just got to get my foam roller from my locker.”

Cade's smile grew. “I bet you do.”

I groaned because the team watched one viral video of a guy using his roller highly inappropriately and now they teased me, thinkingIdid all those things too. When I got to my locker, I pulled out my black foam roller, but paused because I heard some interesting noises to the side of me.

Breathy moans and loud gurgles echoed around this small section of the hallway, and I couldn’t deny that my interest was piqued. I took a step to the side and the noises got louder. Really? Someone was getting lucky in the hallway? When anyone could walk past?

Horn dogs.

Curiosity got the better of me and since this was the most action I was getting for a long time, I figured I’d have a sneaky look. Quietly, I followed the sounds, trying to make my large frame less conspicuous. Turning the corner, the noises were so loud it was like I was right next to them.

Fuck.

I was.

Wait.

What.

The.

Fuck?

Amy?

Her head was tilted back, and she was smiling brightly as some random guy kissed her neck. His hand was inside her shirt and she was crying out in pleasure.

Standing there frozen, I was watching my girlfriend make out with someone else, and I didn’t know what to do. So I let my reflexes take over, and threw my foam roller at the dark-haired dude coping a feel. It stunned the idiot and bounced off his head before falling to the floor and rolling to my feet.

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