Chapter 115

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Maverick

"Mav, you good? You've been quiet for quite a while."

I looked at Cam and scowled. "Excuse me?"

"You just seem agitated around me."

"I wonder why?"

Cam sighed. "I can't apologize enough, Mav."

"And I have zero reason to forgive you right now."

"Are you guys still a thing or?"

"Why do you care?"

"I was just curious."

"I'm proposing tonight."

"Oh, sweet! When?"

"During the award ceremony."

Cam smirked. "I know you'll win, Mav. You've worked your ass off for years."

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks."

The closer it got, the more nervous I felt but I knew this is what I had to do.

Everything seemed like a complete blur until I heard my name for both defenseman of the year and the MVP. I looked at Mya and motioned her to come on the ice. "Congrats, babe."

"Well, I have another surprise."

"What would that be?"

"We've had our ups and downs, but we have always worked through our

issues, and you are the reason why I got these awards."

"How so?"

"You've been my number one cheerleader ever since we met, and you believed in me every day and I can't thank you enough."

"I would do anything for you, Mav."

"Those are some of the several things I love about you, and I plan to create more memories with you, making our relationship stronger each day that passes and not only do I want you as my girlfriend, but something more so Mya..."

Coach handed me the box and nodded. "Will you marry me?"

"Oh my gosh, really?"

"Yes, really?"

"YES! Of course, I will!" She hugged me and kissed me. "See you after the

game, good luck!"

Throughout the game, I still felt angry. Not only did I just propose, but I was stuck with her. Unless she makes the same mistake again which I honestly saw her repeating.

After the game came to an end, the coach gathered us in the locker room. "You played well tonight, but things are going to be tougher. Playoffs start in three weeks, and I need you guys to keep focus. Okay?"

"Got it."

"Good. See you guys in New York."

"Do you want to get some beer and food?"

Cam smirked. "I would never turn alcohol or food down."

I wasn't asking you, asshole.

After we left, I texted Mya. Going out for some drinks, see you in a few hours. Love you.

Mya: I'll be waiting :) have fun <3

Mya

"Hey, you okay?"

I looked at Callie and nodded. "I'm fine."

She sighed and sat next to me. "What's wrong?"

"It's just... what if Mav cheats on me tonight?"

"What are you talking about?"

"He's going out for drinks with the boys."

Callie scowled. "Are you trying to piss me off again?"

"Well, no but there's girls and..."

"Mya, stop talking right now. If my brother didn't love you, he wouldn't have proposed tonight but also, I may add, you did put him through a lot of shit, Mya."

"I know and I hate myself for it."

"As you honestly should. But I do need to tell you one thing."

"What?"

"If you hurt him again, you will face consequences."

"What do you mean?"

"Just take my word for it."

"I promise I won't."

"But how about a glass of wine and watch some episodes of Euphoria?"

"You don't have to ask me twice."

"I'm going to make sure Drake's asleep, choose your poison. It's in the fridge."

As I poured wine in the two glasses, I tried to keep the negative thoughts out of my head. Callie had every right to be mad at me for cheating on her brother but at the same time, I knew that he loved me. If he didn't, he wouldn't have proposed.

Maverick

"Hi."

I looked at a blond who was staring at me with a small smirk on her face. "Hi."

This girl could try and flirt all she wanted, but I had a woman at home. "You single?"

"I'm not, sorry."

She smiled and placed her hand on my thigh. "You know..." The only thing I could look at were her breasts. They couldn't have been hanging out of her crop top any more than they were. "I can be your dirty little secret. I'm Nikki."

"It is nice to meet you Nikki, but I really can't. I appreciate your offer though."

I looked at my phone and saw that it was almost 3. "Hey, where are you going?"

"Home. I don't flirt with any other women."

The only thing I could for was that Mya wouldn't be pissed but I noticed that her car was not in the parking lot. Where the hell could she be?

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