The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 17

Third Person

There was a moment of hesitation as Timothy marched down the dark street. He’d passed them in a hurry, making sure to bump into Evie’s little “friend” on the way out. However, he felt his pace begin to slow.

He cast a glance over his shoulder and saw Lucas heading in the opposite direction. It seemed he had parted ways with Evie and her other friend. He was leaning against the front of a convenience store, typing on his phone.

Timothy paused, feeling his emotions bubble back to the surface as the other man grinned at his phone screen. It could have been Evie on the other end, sending. him flirtatious texts. With how shameless they were in public, Timothy couldn’t. help but fear what happened in private.

That thought alone made him halt his stride. He turned and started walking toward Lucas, cursing himself as he did. The other had been very glib with him, careless even in how he acted.

Eventually, Timothy caught up to Lucas, which seemed to catch the other man by surprise. With a smile, Lucas tucked his phone away and nodded in greeting.

“Timothy, hello!” said Lucas. He looked Timothy up and down and quirked an eyebrow. “What seems to be the problem?”

“I was just wondering about you and Evie,” Timothy said warily. “When did you two meet? Evie seemed so busy that I didn’t think she was…taken.”

“Oh, my Evie!” Lucas chuckled, his bright smile almost cruel. “We began our time as classmates. After a while, we decided to get serious about our relationship.”

Timothy clenched his jaw. “She’s never mentioned you.”

“We were going long–distance for a while. Kind of put a strain between us, but now I’m back. We’ve been going strong ever since.”

“Oh.” Timothy looked away, unable to face Lucas. He tried to focus on the crack in the sidewalk where a few tufts of grass had broken through. “I see. What do you like about her?”

Lucas looked to the sky, a dreamy look in his eyes. “Where to start. She’s the cutest

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girl I’ve ever met. Smoking‘ hot body too!”

The words hit Timothy like a punch to the gut. Lucas had no filter at all, describing her that way. He felt his hands curl into fists as the other man chattered on about Evie.

“And those lips of hers are really something, all soft and kissable. Don’t get me started on that curvaceous waist. Ugh, I can hardly keep my hands off her half the time,” Lucas gushed, running a hand through his fluffy hair.

Timothy could feel the blood rushing to his head and his throat constricting as he forced down a frustrated growl. It seemed to be all physical with Lucas, as though Evie’s personality

didn’t factor in at all. He wondered what she saw in him that was so worth it, that is

his true self to

that Lucas kept that same, easy–going smile on his face. If Timothy didn’t know any better, he would say that

arms up in a stretch. His eyes landed on his watch, and he flashed Timothy a smile. “Well, I’d

the

him, but he didn’t necessarily feel tired.

on his own

of stubble on his chin as the other man looked upon him curiously. It didn’t feel like

but Timothy

to be a bit more tactful with Evie. I know you’re this big star with billions of fans, but Evie’s a bit

the honest tone in the other man’s voice. It didn’t take long for him to switch

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winked, then turned and walked to the end of the street

of it could engulf him, he folded his arms over his chest and began the short walk

be most at peace, having nothing but the thought of winning at the forefront of his mind. This night was

to player. It usually gave him a rush of adrenaline, as well as a sense of presence, to hear his adoring fans in the stands.

that often pushed him during a game, he was led on by a consuming anger. He couldn’t

intimate, clinging on to one another, kissing without a care in the world. Lucas could brag all he wanted about how it felt to be with Evie, but Timothy had lived that reality for a brief

“Timothy, watch it!”

fading from his mind as het was thrown back into the game. Before he could correct himself, he found an opposing player right by his side, ready to snatch the puck from him. Timothy growled, hardly giving it a second thought before charging into his opponent with his

game. Timothy cursed under his breath, stopping as the referee charged in his direction. His opponent was by his side, screaming something into his ear, but Timothy could

him.

the penalty box. It didn’t enrage him like it usually did when someone called

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game, Timothy went to the locker room with the rest of his teammates. As expected, they were on his case about

way you want out there. There

on one of the benches. “One more foul like that will get you

understood perfectly, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t already planned on dismissing himself. That

beside him, chugging down his sangria. Timothy wanted

games,” David said, his tired eyes fixated on the neon sign above the bar. “It’s

glass. Suddenly, he felt a warm hand on his back. When he

How about buying me a drink?” Her long nails trailed along

and ordered her the special. As he prepared her drink,

too many

to look too far,” Timothy

woman giggled and leaned closer to him. When her hand landed on his upper thigh, he lost some of the buzz he’d gotten from his drink. Thankfully, the bartender finished with the martini and placed it