Page 135 of Fear of Intimacy

I tried my hardest not to show that his words affected me. Damn him and his sexy ass voice. He knew how to play me like a fiddle. But despite not minding that consequence, I wasn't planning on letting him win. No, he was going to be the one on his knees.

With more determination to succeed, I leaned forward, my hand reaching out to grab his chin. The scruff on his face tickled my fingers. I stopped inches from his lips.

"You're going to look so good on your knees later," I whispered. My lips barely grazed his before pulling back. With a smirk of my own, I twisted on the bench and stood up, leaving Trevor squatting there, staring up at me.

"Good luck, babe." Sending him a wink, I walked off as best as I could in skates. Behind me, I heard him mutter something, making me feel even more smug.

I made my way to the ice, needing a few laps to get used to the skates again. If we had any chance of winning, I was definitely going to need these few minutes on the ice. I was a little shaky at first as I got my footing, but in no time, I was doing a lap around the rink.

By the time I came back around, Josie was also on the ice. Wyatt teaching her to skate has definitely paid off. She looked like a natural. Maybe we had a chance.

"We have to beat them," she said the moment she skated to my side. I was in full agreement. We weren’t going to let the guys win and hold it over us.

"We may have to play a bit dirty."

"How dirty?" Mila came up from behind us. Her skating wasn’t the worst, but she wasn’t that good either. I grinned at her eager tone.

"We’re going up against four huge guys that will easily overpower us." My mind came up with some ideas. "We just need to distract them or play on their love for us."

"I like where you’re going with this." Mila smirked, rubbing her hands together.

"I have some good ideas." Josie grinned mischievously. My eyes found Lydia as she stumbled onto the ice, holding on to the side of the rink with a death grip. We were going to need all the help we could get.

Not even a second later, all four guys skated onto the ice flawlessly.

Yep, we were royally fucked.

After goingover the rules on what we could and couldn’t do, we were ready to play. The guys were definitely taking it easy on us. There would be no shoving or pushing against the boards. In Trevor's words, “We'll gently take the puck from you guys.” His words only added fuel to the fire between us girls.

"Don't hurt yourself, blondie." Landon smirked over at Lydia as she wobbled on her skates. She finally made it out onto the ice without falling, although that was bound to change.

"You worry about yourself over there." Lydia's words held no bite to them, though, not as she struggled to stay upright. The only reason she was on the ice right now was to prove Landon wrong. His taunting about her sitting on the sidelines to watch only made her want to play that much more. I was pretty sure Landon did it on purpose.

"Okay, line up," Bryton called out.

I moved to stand in front of Trevor. He easily towered over me in his skates, but at least he wasn't wearing his hockeygear. He'd be even more intimidating if he was. Hell, he was already intimidating dressed in a pair of jeans and a Toronto Knights long-sleeve shirt. It matched the Knights sweatshirt I was currently wearing, courtesy of Trevor’s closet.

As I stared him down, the others got in position around us. Josie against Wyatt. Mila against Bryton. And Lydia against Landon. The puck was right in front of Josie and Wyatt as we all squared off.

"That cute ass is mine." Trevor grinned.

"That's if you can catch me." I grinned back.

"Oh, I will," he promised.

Determined to beat Trevor, I leaned forward into my stick as Wyatt counted down. As soon as he hit one, everyone lunged forward. I looked away from Trevor, trying to find the puck. Somehow, Josie got it and was skating away from Wyatt.

I pushed off the ice toward her as her fiancé got right on her ass.

"Jo." I gestured for her to pass me the puck. The pass wasn't pretty and it slid right past me, but I managed to snag it before any of the guys could.

While I wasn't the worst skater, I was nowhere near on the same level as the guys. That was made very clear as Bryton skated in front of me, cutting me off. To avoid running into him, I skidded to a stop, sending ice everywhere. In turn, the puck slid right into Bryton's waiting hockey stick.

With ease only he and the others had, he skated toward the net and easily made a goal. Mila and Lydia weren’t close enough to help. Well, shit.

Since the guys scored, it was now our puck. I remembered what Trevor taught me about keeping the puck close so I didn't lose control of it. It was surprisingly hard to keepan eye on the puck and yet look ahead so I didn't run into anyone. Damn, the guys really made this look easy.

I was skating the best I could as Trevor came up beside me. From the corner of my eye, I noticed he was barely pushing off the ice, just casually skating while I was trying my hardest to keep the puck in front of me.

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