Page 136 of Fear of Intimacy

"You good?" I didn't miss the taunting tone in his voice.

"Don't you even start." I pushed off the ice a little harder, hoping to get to the net. It didn't go unnoticed that Trevor was the only one guarding me, the others somewhere behind me. The net was wide open, but it was clear Trevor thought he could easily take the puck from me without much effort.

Well, I was going to show him.

"I’m not doing anything." I didn't have to look at him to know he was smirking.

As I closed in on the net, Trevor got closer, his stick slowly moving in front of mine.Not gonna happen. Before he could take the puck, I slammed to a stop, using my toe pick to move around him. A move I'd seen him do during games.

My move took him by surprise and gave me enough time to bring my hockey stick back and slap the puck into the net. A yell left my lips as I threw my hands up. I made a goal! The girls cheered.

Turning to face Trevor, I sent him a smug grin. "Suck it."

I skated away feeling like a complete badass. It was only one goal, but I managed to score on The Beast akaTrevor Hall.

My goal seemed to hype the girls up as we all lined up together. We'd only been playing for five minutes, but we all were starting to have a little hope we could win.

We hadno chance of winning.

Twenty minutes later, the guys made ten goals and we only made three. It was Josie and I leading our team at this point. Mila was too busy holding onto Lydia or trying to distract her boyfriend. Not that it helped much.

Lydia spent more time falling on the ice or clinging to the nearest person. Half the time, it was Landon she kept clutched close to her. So in a way, it helped get Landon out of the way but that left three other professional hockey players to keep up with.

So, the last five minutes Josie and I resorted to extreme measures.

"Tasha."

"Hmm," I hummed against Trevor’s back, my arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

"What are you doing?"

Honestly, I wasn’t even sure at this point. My idea of trying to hold Trevor back as he skated wasn’t working out so well. He was twice my size and skated forward like my hold on him did nothing. I was trying to dig my skates into the ice but it made no difference.

"Stopping you."

Looking to the side, I saw Josie clinging to Wyatt's back as he skated. Her tactic was not working either.

Trevor's stomach flexed under my fingers as he chuckled. "Well, it’s working like a charm."

"Come on. You have to let us score," I pleaded.

"Come take the puck from me then." He taunted.

"You're too big."

"We aren't talking about my dick, Sunshine."

I snorted at his comment. "It's not fair. What happened to taking it easy on us?" I whined.

"We are."

That's how awful we were at hockey.

As I clung to Trevor, he sent the puck to Wyatt, who was also unfazed with Josie on his back. I could do nothing but watch as he sent it into the net once more. 11-3.

"You guys are the worst," I muttered against his back.

"You guys can always call it." His words had me letting him go.

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