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My heart literally stills in my chest.

This could be the perfect time to hold my breath until I literally pass out, but my nerves won’t let me. I have to know what’s going to happen next.

“And?” Maddox replies, and I don’t get it.

What does he mean ‘and’?

“I did because it was the only way to get her to admit she’s not okay,” Ace concludes.

“But,” Maddox prompts.

“But seeing Jayce look at her like he wants to carry her over his shoulder and fuck her in the change room riled me up, and if I didn’t kiss our Mickey, I would have walked back there and punched the shit out of him.”

“Therefore,” Maddox encourages, his voice still steady with calm.

“Therefore, Mickey stopped a calamity from occurring with these hands punching the shit out of Winchester and probably getting me kicked out of this place for anger management issues, so if you dare get mad at her when I initiated everything, I’ll kick your balls.”

“How professional,” Maddox grumbles, but surprisingly enough, his hands are running through my hair before he begins walking away.

“Tell Coach you’re gonna be gone for fifteen minutes with us.”

Ace groans.

“So I can’t run away, huh?” he mutters. “Fine. I’ll meet you in front of the nurse’s office.”

What are these two getting themselves into?

More importantly…where does that leave me?

I’m about to find out.

No Denying What We Want

~ACE~

I can’t back down now.

This is my problem.

When I set my mind on something, I’m determined to achieve it. Fueled with renewed energy that circulates through me until I accomplish what I’ve set my mind on fulfilling.

Some say my way of executing anything I put my mind to is absolutely nonsense.

Others say it’s a daredevil mentality.

There was only one woman who encouraged me not to change who I am for the world.

She faded away from the land of the living far too soon. The catalyst that ignited the chain of events that aided in all of us parting ways.

Her advice was but a blessing.

Her parting was a curse.

Despite the past, I finally made the decision to be the person I’ve been working toward. I vowed that if I got this hockey gig, I’d practice what I’ve always wished to preach and not pull back.

That’s why I’m fighting for what I want at this moment.

“It must be in the other medical room,” Dr. Bridgett declares and looks back between Maddox and me before giving Mikayla a sympathetic look.

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