The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 16

Evie

I was trembling. While it was emotionally exhausting, Timothy was meant to be my dark secret.

I don’t consider myself an open book, and it wasn’t like most people were compelled to ask me about my personal life. I considered that a fortunate consequence of keeping to myself and focusing on my work. Lucas was far too perceptive, and I’d dare say that he cared too much.

I looked over at Aria, who was drunkenly swaying in her seat as the love song came to a close. I took that opportunity to scoot closer to Lucas and whisper in his ear.

“I need you to act like my boyfriend,” I said quickly. I snuck a glance back at Timothy, who was attempting to step away from the woman at the counter.

“Huh?” Lucas jerked away, raising an eyebrow. “Why?”

“That guy over there, my client…” I nodded at Timothy, who was still by the bar, “I’ve been stuck with him ever since we started his case. It wouldn’t be so bad if he wasn’t trying so hard to get close to me. I’m not interested in intimacy right now.”

Lucas chuckled. “Quite the scheme. You must really be into him.”

“No, I’m not into him. That’s why I’m telling you to pretend to be my boyfriend. So he can take the hint,” I hissed. “And don’t let Aria know, or she’ll kill me.”

I flinched when Aria started laughing at the other end of the booth. She downed the rest of her wine before pouring herself another glass. She seemed to be singing the words to the love song on the speakers, blissfully unaware of my scheme.

“Who cares if you’re not into him like that?” asked Lucas. He nodded at Timothy and smirked. “You could just sleep with him. I’ve heard of how popular he is with the ladies, being the lover–boy that he is.”

I scoffed. “You’re serious?”

“Evie, he knows he’s hot and can get any woman he wants. Why not take advantage of that? You’ll be benefitting too if you sleep with him.”

“Lucas,” I started, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration, “I’m just not

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interested. He’s barely my type.”

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“Yeah, right.” Lucas took the wine bottle and poured the rest of it into his glass. I hadn’t even realized we had drunk so much. The wine hadn’t done much to ease

my nerves, unfortunately.

“If you’re telling me that you don’t want a piece of that,” Lucas said, pointing hist thumb at Timothy, “Then you’re clearly a sexually frigid person. Get some help.”

on the table in defeat as Lucas continued laughing at me. Eventually, he settled

said finally, his eyes trained on

he’d clearly

could be casual, even careless at the worst of times. However, I knew that he could be trusted when it

from Lucas. I stood up and slid out of the

wine,” I assured her, hauling Lucas out of the booth. After reaching a safe distance, I

lead,” I whispered to Lucas as we walked toward the

shoulder and drew me close.

way that

his arm the woman had with Timothy. At the table, Aria gave us a questioning look,

his arms crossed over his chest. He looked over the both of us before landing

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in a daze. If the drink wasn’t slowing her down, she probably would have been crawling

“Who’s this guy

Lucas rubbed my shoulder, playing the protective boyfriend rather well. I snuck a glance over at the bar behind us, seeing that the woman Timothy had

I said slowly. “About that

on Lucas‘ hand as it snaked around

time, given that your current case is very image conscious. If you caught an STD now, that could

that’s the team doctor, Bessy. She was just asking me how

catching myself. “That’s nice. Glad you’re keeping up with your physical health

into a firm line, looking between Lucas and me. He considered us for a moment, and I

answered your question. Who’s this guy

patted Lucas on the arm. “This

to shake. He received a cold glare in return. “Evie

to me. “Yeah. Odd that she’s here with

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got to take a vacation every now and then.

not my intention,” Timothy stated firmly. “I want this to be a team effort. If

up at him in awe. It sounded so noble, but his expression didn’t betray any

of hair behind my ear. “You can’t have her all to yourself,

fine,” said Timothy. He squinted at me and shook his head. “Whatever. Just make sure you

in one last time before clicking his tongue. “And I’ll be