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

head with how hard

you love me,” he chuckles, winking flirtatiously at me. “Admit it, Evie. You liked having

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

between us. “What’s done is done, Timothy. We both j got

up to you. I screwed up

What do you want? An 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.

He nods. “I know.”

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

you leave

eyes tiredly, inhaling deeply to stop myself from doing anything unprofessional. Like smacking this huge

to law school

at least told me off before you left, but you didn’t,” he says,

curiously.

me for not wanting to see the

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

to bite my cheek from letting it escape. I couldn’t let him see me fall to his charm again. That

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he would move closer. Inching forward into

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

to think how desperate I was for something that would

come.

shooing the daydream away before it made me do something

be answering that,” I say, gaining

he chuckles. “It

warn. “Let me do my

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

me exactly what we are trying to

chin. “I need out of this