The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 8

Evie

How am I supposed to focus when he just looked at me like I should be pitied? I am not going to accept his pity. Not now. Not ever.

“I know that I can’t ever make up for what I did,” he says after a few minutes of silence, twirling a fancy fountain pen between his fingers. “But hopefully, this at- least helps.”

“Hopefully what helps,” I mutter quietly, flipping to the next page of the contract lazily.

He quietly sets down the pen on the surface of the table.

“This,” he answers. “Becoming your client. I heard that you were struggling and wanted to try and help you out.”

Once again, he is pitying me.

“I was doing fine,” I grumble. “I didn’t need you to save me like some maiden in distress. This isn’t a fairytale and you aren’t some knight in shining armor.

“I know you don’t want my help, Evie,” he chuckles. “But between this and your waitressing, I thought you could use the helping hand.

I laugh bitterly. “I know you can’t,” I tease. “You barely have to work for anything. Hockey… Women… all of it falls right into your lap, doesn’t it, Timothy?”

“Did you even see the apology I made-”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” I snap. “Of course I did.”

“Okay. And?”

I groan, rubbing my eyes tiredly. “You didn’t need to do that. You’re making it a bigger deal than it was. All of your fanbase is in an uproar over nothing.”

He scoffs, waving a hand dismissively as an easy smile spreads across his face.

“You should know I don’t care what they think, Evie,” he says in amusement. “I have enough fans to populate the entire northern continent. I just want to know if

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Chapter 8

going to accept my

practically see the back of my head with how hard I rolled

he chuckles, winking flirtatiously at me. “Admit it, Evie. You liked having me grovel on

that stupid wink affected me. I would not let

breaking the silence between us. “What’s done

screwed up by taking that bet. I’m not the same immature little kid in high

award,” I ask tiredly. “Do you want me as your girlfriend? Cause that won’t be a disaster. I am going to be an attorney. I don’t need some

He nods. “I know.”

just get through this and see what happens,” I sigh,

did you leave town,” he

my eyes tiredly, inhaling deeply to stop myself from doing anything

“Besides going to law school

at least told me off before you left, but you

curiously.

wanting to see the boy who used me for

too,” he teases. “Or is that another

see me fall to his charm again. That would be the end of

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a reaction. Then he would move closer. Inching forward into my personal space, maybe he brushes his fingers down my arm. And then he would look at me,

I would cave in an instant. I know that I would. It’s been too long since I’ve felt wanted by anyone. I would give in to

to think how desperate I

come.

before it made me

answering that,” I say, gaining

“It

warn. “Let me do my

it, Miss Sinclair,” he smirks. “I almost had

me exactly what we are trying

need out of this contract,” he