My Hockey Alpha Chapter 117

Not a Monster

Nina

As I looked down at the rotten, smelly mess of tomato guts on the front of my white shirt, the people around me began to laugh hysterically.

“Werewolf-fucker!” the girl who threw the tomato shouted, laughing maniacally.

“You’re protecting a monster!” another guy yelled.

The crowd erupted into a mixture of mocking and angry chatter, and all I felt was Enzo’s arm wrap around me. He began to usher me toward the hockey arena, shielding me from a barrage of other items being thrown. I had never expected it to get out of hand like this.

We rushed toward the arena. Enzo flung the door open and helped me in, shutting it firmly behind us. I could still hear the muffled sound of the rioting crowd outside, and I hoped that my friends got out before anything bad happened.

“Why did you do that?” Enzo asked, turning to face me.

I felt my face get hot. “I don’t know,” I said. “I just sort of did it. You’ve done so much for me… Taking a rotten tomato to the front of my shirt was the least I could do.”

toward the locker room. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s get you a

with a welcome silence. Enzo walked over to his locker and

He held it out to me, then turned his back and folded his arms. Just before he did, however, I

head and tossed it in the trash, not even wanting to bother with trying to get the rotten tomato smell out of it in the wash. Even if I did get the smell out, I would probably not be able to wear it without remembering the

The sleeves alone, which were supposed to be short on Enzo, came down to my elbows. I felt silly wearing something so oversized, but at the same time, it was oddly comforting; it smelled

around now,” I

looked at me, but then, a smirk spread across his face. I pouted and folded my arms across my chest, which made him smirk

of me,” I

his curly mop of brown hair fall into his eyes a bit. “I’m not making fun of you,”

at his words. My embarrassed pout turned

licked his lips before stepping toward me. As he closed the distance between us, I dropped my arms from where they were folded across my chest

to look at him, and for a long moment, our lips hovered tantalizingly close to one another. I pictured him lifting up the hockey jersey he loaned me and running his hands along my body, eventually pulling down my jeans just enough and

then, the door opened. Enzo quickly seemed to come to his senses. The glow in his

in, chattering to each other about the protesters and the upcoming hockey game, but the throbbing feeling in my panties and the feeling of my heart leaping in

do something about those protesters,”

over to look at Enzo, who now had his back turned to

say anything about it at the hockey

security will take care of it if they get too

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