Page 39 of Devious Obsession
You’re going to pay for that.
Me
You already did, so…
Hilarious. Hope you’re not too attached to his face.
What’s that supposed to mean?
I stare at my phone, but he doesn’t respond. My brow furrows. A minute later, the players are bursting out onto the ice. Someone drops a whole bunch of pucks down, and they begin to warm up. They move like a beehive—somehow in sync without visibly communicating. My gaze is drawn to Steele. He’s flicking a puck toward one of his teammates, paying no attention to the crowd.
All focus.
My heart skips when he skates by our section. Still, doesn’t even glance at me.
Which… what was I expecting?
“He’s pissed, huh?” Thalia whispers.
I laugh it off. They change to taking shots at the goal, the goalie leaving it wide open for them. There are two Whiteshaw jerseys out on the ice—Knox, one of the forwards, and Miles. The goalie. He’s covered in padding, per usual. I haven’t actually met Miles. Just his brother, who’s dating Willow.
Speaking of… “Do you guys actually like dating hockey players?”
Willow and Violet turn my way.
Willow smirks. “Yeah, it’s a rush.”
Violet rolls her eyes.
“They just seem so…” I shake my head, not wanting to offend.
“Arrogant?” Willow supplies.
“Hotheaded?” Violet guesses.
“Hot in general,” Willow adds.
“All of the above,” I mutter.
They both burst into giggles.
Violet grabs my hand and squeezes. “Yeah, it’s a little rough in the beginning.”
“Doesn’t help that my mom married his dad,” I say on a sigh.
They both freeze.
Oh, shit. I wasn’t supposed to say that.
“When did that happen?” Willow is leaning closer, almost in Violet’s lap. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Let’s just talk about how Steele O’Brien is her new stepbrother,” Violet murmurs. “Is that a forbidden fruit sort of situation?”
I frown. That hadn’t occurred to me.
Well, shit.Nowit does.
I’ve been looking at Steele as anything butbrotherly.
