Page 46 of Twisted Play
Eva was too fucking good for me. Too fucking innocent. Too fucking everything that wasn’t me. Tristan, the optimistic, charming asshole, was right for her. And she was right for him.
I’d only corrupt them both, and as hot as that thought was, they both deserved better.
Instead of continuing the conversation, I stood and began a slow skate around the rink to warm up my muscles.
“Cole!” Tristan shouted, attracting the attention of everyone in the rink.
I spun around to give him two middle fingers, only tofind him already doing the same to me, a wild grin on his face.
That was why I loved him. He never stayed mad. He never held my grumpiness against me or let me descend so far into my misery that he couldn’t pull me out.
And that’s why I had to stay the fuck away.
From both of them.
19
EVA
My phone buzzed,and I ignored it. Then again. And again. Surreptitiously, I pulled the burner phone out of my purse.
The Devil
Tick Tock.
When am I going to get those files?
You’ll regret making me wait.
“Everything okay, Eva?” Dr. Parker’s warm voice slid over me.
My face must have shown my disquiet, and I quickly schooled it into impassivity. “Just my dad,” I lied, “letting me know he’s leaving dinner out for me.”
Dad was doing better—he’d gotten a job down at the docks, working under the table for the mafia—but he wouldn’t be cooking for me, that was for damn sure.
I slid my phone into my pocket.
Tonight, after practice, the team wouldclear out, and then I could slip into Alek’s informal office in the locker room and go through his files.
Please have paper files, I prayed.
No, that was ridiculous. I’d seen Alek flipping through paper files at his desk.
They had to be there.
They had to be.
20
COLE
After practice,I hurried out of the locker room, eager to flush thoughts of Eva and Tristan from my mind. Eva on her knees, sobbing for mercy. Tristan fucking her while I fucked his mouth. The two of them twined around me as we slept.
I needed more than a cold shower. I needed some sweet puck bunny pussy to wipe these thoughts from my head.
“Katie,” I snapped, seeing the flash of blonde hair around the bend.
“Yeah, Cole?” She turned around, her bright smile making me feel an instant’s guilt for using her like this.
