Chapter Eight

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"Dude what is wrong with you" Monz spoke out as we all watched Evangeline storm back to the bar

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"Dude what is wrong with you" Monz spoke out as we all watched Evangeline storm back to the bar.

Just when I think we are beginning to get along she makes some stupid remark that sets my temper off. This girl is the most infuriating person on the earth and I don't know if I can survive the rest of the season with her. If it get any worse I am going to ask Coach to find me a new babysitter.

"She was being naive, so I pointed it out" Wessy rolled his eyes but his expression soon changed to a smirk as he stared off at the bar.

We all followed his gaze and I had to stop my jaw from falling open when I saw Evangeline with her arms wrapped around a guys neck and their lips pressed together. The guy was mediocre at best but he seemed to be loving the fact that he was getting attention from Evangeline.

"Your girl has fire" Monty J chuckled and I was ready to punch him in the face.

"She's not my girl" I gritted out. I was only looking out for her because she was my coach's daughter and I had watched her grow up, no other reason. If she got in trouble whilst I was there then I would get in shit with Coach and I didn't need that on my plate.

"So why are you glaring daggers at the guy?" Monz rested his head in his hand with a stupid smile on his face. They all seem to think I have a thing for Evangeline, when in actual fact I am counting down the days till I never have to see her again.

"Fuck off Monz" I turned back to my drink and glared daggers that the table rather than at Evangeline.

I know she is an adult and she can handle herself but there is something in me that wants to look out for her. As much as she doesn't admit it you can see that there is a layer of naivety to her, she looks for the best in everyone and certain people will exploit that.

I focus solely on the boys in front of me and push the thought of Evangeline to the back of my head. I want to enjoy my night and that isn't going to happen if I'm worrying about her every move. If she believes that she can handle herself then fine, if something goes wrong I'll let her handle it on her own until she comes crying and begging for help.

More of the guys turn up and we spend the night chatting away, about hockey, girls, everything. These are the moments that I cherish most with the team, I love being on the ice with them more than anything but the nights where we just sit around makes us the family that we are.

There aren't many teams at the professional level that have the type of bond that we have with one another. There's no competition between everyone, we work like a perfectly well oiled machine on and off the ice.

As much as I wouldn't admit it out loud, when I found out that I had caused the loss of a sponsor I felt a huge amount of guilt and pain that could have cost our chance at winning the season. Even though it is early into the season the bad rep I have now given the team is not something that is easily brushed under the mat. I would kick myself if it had any further implications to the guys but thanks to Evageline being on clean up we didn't suffer as much damage as we could have.

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