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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to accept my

practically see the back of my head

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

that stupid wink affected

doesn’t change,” I finally say, breaking the silence between us. “What’s done is done, Timothy.

“I just want to make it up to you. I screwed up by taking that bet. I’m not

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. I don’t need some sort of tabloid writing nasty things about me because it makes for a good story. I don’t think you need

He nods. “I know.”

just get through this and see what happens,”

did you leave town,”

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

“Besides going to law school

off before

curiously.

me for not wanting to see the boy who used

too,” he teases. “Or is that another bullshit lie from my

almost laugh. I had to bite my cheek from letting it escape. I couldn’t let him see me fall to his charm again. That would be the end of

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reaction. Then he would move closer.

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 him, even if

think how desperate I was

come.

the daydream away before it made me do something

that,” I say, gaining control over

chuckles. “It was

“Let me do my

it, Miss Sinclair,” he smirks. “I

me exactly what we are trying to

his chin. “I need out of