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I feel the air leave my lungs and the rage consumes me, but Cooper beats me to it, shoving into Jenkins, knocking him off his balance and swiping his feet away with his stick.
“Don’t ever speak my sister’s name and slut in the same sentence; better yet, never fucking mention my sister’s name you worthless piece of shit.” Cooper spits on him, sneakily hitting him with the end of his stick and skating off to the player’s bench. I lean down, gripping him by his shitty jock protector, lifting him off the ice slightly.
“Don’t ever fucking look in her direction, you are to never look at her, don’t even fucking breathe near her, do you understand me?”
I can hear the commotion of the ref beside me, the coach is screaming my name, but I turn my face up to look at Tate who has tears rolling down her pretty little face.
“Don’t think she is into old men,” Jenkins jibes me and I clench my jaw.
“You think we’re surprised by your little admission? She told me she slept with a weasel with a micro dick, I just didn’t know she was talking about you Jenkins, but now we have confirmation.” I drop him onto the ice, his helmet hitting the hard, cold surface and causing an echo. “Now, stop being a little cunt and fuck off,” I grit my teeth, my jaw clenched as I join Cooper on the player’s bench.
I knew we were off, no point causing a commotion. Jenkins was pulled off too and disappeared onto his bench.
I was raging, I didn’t give a shit about the game now. My eyes darkened, my jaw tight as I sat and replayed Jenkins words over and over in my head.
ChapterFive
Knox
The locker roomwas finally empty. We won 7-2 and the guys were buzzing, even Cooper. His anger soon left as excitement coursed through him, but me? I just couldn’t shake my rage. Sitting on the bench, my back against the wall and my head tilted back, I just sat in the silence. I had showered and had only managed to get my sweatpants on.
I had no idea how long I had been sitting there alone when I heard the locker room door squeak, I didn’t even have it in me to turn my head to see who it was. I wasn’t interested.
Soft footsteps slowly approach, and I know who it was instantly, but I still refuse to look at her. I am too angry.
“Knox,” her voice is small as she stands in front of me, her head dipping down as she looks at her feet.
I finally give in to the pull, my eyes raking up her body as I focus on her beautiful green eyes.
“I’m…” she stammers, knotting her fingers in front of her.
“Tate…” I breathe out, puffing my cheeks out, and I can’t stop the pull on my lips as I smirk at her. She doesn’t say anything. “Why Jenkins? Do you like him?” I ask, leaning forward on the bench and pushing my hands under her jersey, hooking my fingers in the loops of her jeans, tugging her so she is close to me.
“Not particularly.”
Her answer annoys me even more. I close my eyes for a moment and inhale deeply, I’m trying so hard to simmer the rage that is burning through my veins.
“You’re infuriating me.”
“Why is that? Do you hate the fact that someone has fucked me?” she sticks her bottom lip out before pouting.
She drives me wild. Insane. Makes me completely feral. I lose all composure that I once had, tugging her even closer so she is between my parted legs.
“Ihatethe fact that you’ve been with anyone but me,” my eyes pin to hers, her eyes volley back and forth between mine, her perfect, plump lips part as she chokes on her inhale.
“But you have never shown any interest, I couldn’t just sit and wait and hope that one day you’d see me.”
“I’ve always seen you, but I’ve never been able to go there with you.”
“What because you’re older than me?” her brows furrow and she tries to pull back but I don’t let her.
“No, because you’re my best friend’skidsister.”
“Too bad for you then, maybe I’ll go and find Jenkins…” she places her hands over mine and pushes them off her body before she turns to walk away, but something inside me snaps. I lurch forward, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into me, her back hitting my front.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I growl against the shell of her ear, turning her to face me. She goes to speak, but she doesn’t get a chance.
I cup her face, her face tilting up to look at me and I slam my lips against hers. Even kissing her isn’t calming the anger that is brewing deep inside of me. My kiss is hard, my tongue hungry as it swipes and glides against hers. I want to make her forget anyone who has had her before me. Letting my hands fall from her face, I glide them down her petite frame and cup under her ass, lifting her up effortlessly and a small, delicious squeal leaves her.
