Page 13 of Heart on Ice

“That’s the real Pierre when you’re not around. The womanizing hockey star,” Harper adds.

“If that is what he wanted, why didn’t he break up with me?”

“Because boys are assholes.”

“I never thought he could be one.”

“He has a dick, they are born that way,” Harper adds.

I never understood Harper’s men-hating attitude, but I guess I’ve never had my heart broken before.

“I thought he was different,” I sob to her. Harper comes over, wraps her arms around me, and pulls me into a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry,” she says, holding me as I break down.

“It’s notwhat you think, he’s not the asshole doing the cheating this time,” Harper explains, pulling me from the past.

“Hey,” Pierre protests, but I glare at him, and he shuts up.

“We caught Kitty screwing someone in the garden the night before the wedding,” Harper explains.

I’m dumbfounded.

“Not just someone but Bill Reeves,” Felix adds.

As in the owner of the South Dakota Devils. That Bill Reeves. Isn’t he like sixty-something, and she’s late twenties? Hasn’t he been married forever? I just stare at them all. They must be messing with me.

“I have video,” Harper adds.

I scrunch up my face, I don’t need to see that. I reach out, grab Harper by the arm, and pull her into the kitchen. “What the fuck were you thinking?” I hiss at my friend. If what she is saying is true, why the hell is she bringing this to my doorstep, especially him? I want no part of this. No way.

“I was thinking of what was best for my client and bringing him somewhere the media wouldn’t look for him,” she whisper yells at me.

“Inmyhome,” I say, thumping my hand on my chest.

Harper’s brows pull together. “It made sense in my head, but I see now, in practice, it might not be such a great idea.”

“I can’t believe you did this to me.” I try to hold in the emotions that are threatening to erupt.

“I had no choice,” she argues.

Of course, she had a choice. She has a house. Her family own a fucking hotel empire there are so many other options. “And why should I do this for him?”

“For closure. Because I don’t think you have ever gotten over his betrayal, and I don’t think you will ever be able to move on until you do.”

I can’t believe she said that to me. I don’t need anything from this man. “Don’t you hate him?”

“We’re friends now,” she says, giving me a smile as if everything is okay in the world. I’m stunned. “Honestly, it’s going to be the best therapy. Face your fears.”

I glare at my friend. Is she so dickmatized by Felix that she would do this to me? “You’re asking me to shock therapy myself with my ex while he is hiding from his ex because she’s been boning his boss,” I throw back at her.

“I can tell you it’s not a visual you would want to see,” Pierre says, stepping into the kitchen and interrupting our conversation.

“This is a private conversation,” I snap at him.

“About me,” he argues.

Felix walks in behind his brother. “Sorry, I couldn’t stop him,” he says, giving us a guilty look.

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