🏒 Mr. Hockey Player | Mafia Romance

🏒 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐫. 𝐇𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫

𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨

For the first time in my life, I’ve never been so obsessed with a mundane sport. Mundane to me but normal to any other person at the Ice Rink.

“Can you believe he just joined the team?” Someone said beside me, leaning in close. Yeah, no wonder. The game hasn’t started yet, and I sat beside my friend, who is buzzing with energy.

Even the ice rink is making her horny. “How many Red Bulls did you drink, Maisie?”

“One?... 10?” She replies, eyes red and puffy. I swear, if she keeps this up, she’ll end up in a coffin. Maisie laughed—red cheeks brighter than the light in here.

“Come on, he’s hot, right?”

“Hot, my ass.”

The players come out into the rink and the whole place erupts in cheers and applause. And there he is... the one I didn’t want get obsessed with gracing our presence.

When he turned I catch a glimpse of his uniform number.Number 17.I watched as he effortlessly moved across the ice dodging the other team and working with his team.

She’s practically foaming at the mouth, while I watch from the corner of my eye.He’s not.. bad.“He’s like a Greek god. Look at those muscles,” she said.

“Right.”

The whole time I was trying not to agree with her about Appleton. His last name is odd. “Appleton... what is he, a farmer?”

“A hot farmer on a tractor,.... Imagine it Grace. With that built—”

“Maisie! Let’s focus on... the game...?” I cut her off before she goes on a tangent of how much she’ll enjoy him eating her out. I didn’t wanna sit through that agony again.

With each puck hitting one end of the net or the other, my intrigue for him grows more. After about almost three hours of agony, and the game ending I didn’t know who won nor did I care.

Maisie was talking non-stop about Apple like a faucet that just turned on.

“Maisie I get it, he’s hot and sexy and you wanna fuck him.”

“I want you to.. fuck him,” she says, voice barely above a whisper.

We were near the locker rooms cause I couldn’t handle her talking like she’s porno-site 101. “Maisie... even if we had that chance... my dad isn’t really... bendy with rules he sets.”

While arguing with Maisie I hear someone cat call from behind me. But ignoring that she was practically falling head over heels for him. Maisie or Madison Reynolds had no clue what my family is. And even if she did I don’t know whether she’ll stick around.

Going to a private school is just the block on our path to freedom. No matter how much I whine dad will make me go. “Your dad has tons of guns doesn’t he?”

I may have let her see the gun room two days ago and now it’s stuck in her head. “He does but... I don’t think he’ll let me use it,” I reply.

“Not even once?”

“I’m not old enough... at least to him.”

Our eyes lock as I turn around to walk away. He smirks—like he knows something.Did he eavesdrop? He didn’t hear anything did he?

“What are you staring at Apple?” I ask as the wind plays with my hair—like I’m staring in a shampoo commercial. My breath hitches as I take note of his rippling abs.Don’t drool. Don’t drool. He’s not hot.

The sweat drizzling down his abs is glistening in the dim lighting. “See something you like, princess?”

“No.... You work out a lot don’t you, Apple?” I say back, my head held high.I’m not falling for him no matter what.

We left the rink and walked home. She knows where I live so we walked in absolute silence. The only sound was that of cars passing by.

“So you’re not gonna tell me those abs aren’t gonna be the first thing you’ll eat up once you have him under your arms?” She says while we walked, side by side.

I halt and turn to her. “Okay what’s with your obsession with fucking every sexy guy you see?”

“Nothing honestly. Call it hormone or something.”

And then she just walks off. “See you at school!”

She’s just way up in her head. Okay. He’s okay I guess but....Either way I wasn’t gonna admit that I was attracted to him.