The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 2

Evie

The night went on and I continued setting tables for a private event set for this evening. It was a nice little break from the constant stream of guests that would come through.

It was hard to tune out the highlight reels of the Thunderbolts Captain being the leading scorer in the league and becoming the rookie of the year.

How some people manage to become that successful amazes me. He must be the city’s favorite little hockey star.

I hummed quietly to myself as I moved around the dining room.

“Waitress,” a woman’s shrill voice squawked. “Waitress!”

My head snaps up at the signal. “I’m so sorry, mam,” I apologize carefully. “What can I do for you?”

“Well, for starters, why don’t you actually serve me,” she scolds. “I have been sitting here for ten minutes trying to get your attention!”

I looked around. My eyes were starting to turn towards where I stood.

“Absolutely, mam,” I stammer. “What can I get you?”

“I need a drink, but everyone in here seems to be too distracted by the craziness outside,” she says with a huff.

I looked down at her glass. “What kind of wine would you like?”

“Your most expensive bottle. Make it snappy,” she orders sharply.

“Anything else?”

guest coming. Bring two

flashed a smile. “I’ll be right back with

this make me furious.

of wine and bring two glasses back out to the table. The woman watched me with cold eyes as I popped open the bottle and poured her a glass.

“Anything—“

my face shut me up quick. The entire

your attention,” she laughed smugly. “That’s for being incompetent and ruining our

enough,” a male voice said angrily, coming beside me. “Are you not

just for celebrating your win,” Stella pouted innocently. “We can do what we want.

froze – He is Timothy

again lost any and all ability to

She’s fine,” Stella smirked. “I’d go get yourself cleaned, sweetie, before that

to the bathroom and locking myself in a stall. Forcing myself to take deep breaths, it brought me back to the torment of high school. It was brutal how some kids were just able to rip into their peers’ self

to calm myself down and I stepped back onto the

sections after learning about my run in, and the rest of my shift went fairly smoothly. At least I made good tips tonight. Maybe

shoulder. Without a single word, I head out the back of the restaurant and onto the

down the street in some crazy expensive

“Wait!”

around. There behind the wheel of that crazy sports car, sat the one

as ever with those hazel eyes of his and his chestnut hair. His face, though still youthful, had matured in all the

this night get any

Sinclair,

up the pace.

a minute,” he shouts quickly. “I

ignored him again.

at least give you a ride,” he offered hopefully.

slips right between the grate on the sidewalk, snapping it from beneath me. Stumbling forward, I

could get so

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