Page 66 of Triple Pucked
This morning, I collapsed in the shower as everything that D’Angelo had said to me the night before hit me all at once like the water battering my shoulders.
The revelation that he truly did build an observatory for me as a stargazing sanctuary, along with the memory of the look in his eyes while he fucked me, which I thought was reserved only for Robyn, was overwhelming.
Unexpectedly, I shattered.
The sound of the water hid my weeping.
I wrapped my arms around my knees and hid my face against them, sobbing in a heart-wrenching way that I haven’t since I was a kid.
Were Eden and I finally safe?
Wanted?
“Perfect. Beautiful. Mine,” I mutter, skating faster. “Perfect. Beautiful. Mine.”
It’s the evening of the game between the Bay Rebels and the Detroit Red Wings.
The Red Wings have strong defensive play, blocking our shots. They’re structured, wearing us down with heavy pressure.
We’re only tying at2 — 2.
Yet wehaveto win tonight.
The rest of the Bay Rebels team are doing their best. They are putting everything into this.
Zach has saved a lot of shots on goal. Without his effort, we’d be losing.
Even Lucas is sticking to the strategy.
D’Angelo is a bloody legend on the other side of the rink, coolly in control.
He’s passing the puck to the right wing, Grayson.
I force myself to concentrate. Everybody is expecting me to score.
Except, I haven’t.
D’Angelo has scored both of our goals.
There are only five minutes of play left in the biggest game of my life.
I can’t hear the crowds or the commentator. I can barely see the rest of the players through the bright lights.
I deliberately don’t look to the benches to see coach or the board members. I know how furious they will look that I haven’t scored.
Everything is narrowed down to my stick instead and the biting cold white all around me.
Fuck up. Stupid. Mine.
I never knew that Blythe could still hurt me, despite being a country away. All she needed was a phone and herplayingcardcode, which she used in university.
Blythe would send me a text with a playing card emoji to summon me for extra sessions.
Queen of Clubs for role play
Queen of Diamonds for service
Queen of Spades for training
