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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going to accept

my head with how

me. “Admit it, Evie. You liked having me grovel on

know how that stupid wink affected me. I would not let him.

I finally say, breaking the silence between us. “What’s done is done, Timothy. We

you. I screwed up by taking that bet.

tiredly. “Do you want me as your girlfriend? Cause that won’t be a disaster. I am going to be an attorney.

He nods. “I know.”

this and see what happens,” I sigh, flipping back into

leave town,”

inhaling deeply to stop myself from doing anything unprofessional. Like smacking this huge file upside his

laugh. “Besides going to law school and jump–starting my

could’ve at least told me off before you left, but

curiously.

for not wanting to see the boy who used

you used me too,” he teases. “Or is that another bullshit lie

I couldn’t let him see me

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joke that is way too endearing and charming to not have 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, a devilish

I’ve felt wanted by anyone. I would give in to him, even if I was still angry

desperate I was for something that would

come.

before it made me

I say,

chuckles. “It was

I warn. “Let me do

Miss Sinclair,” he smirks. “I almost

me exactly

need