Face-Off With Fate: A Rink Romance | Book #1 of UM Hockey Series

eighteen

Vincent Thompson☽

He fucking kissed her.

I saw them with my own two eyes.

Is that why Chase insisted on Dante coming on our first date?

Why the fuck can't I just have something for myself.

My entire life I spent chasing something I haven't obtained yet and the one fucking time I find myself happy, it's immediately taken away from me.

Another one of my so-called friends is into my girl!

First, Chase.

Now, Dante.

Who's fucking next?

Is she even my girl at this point?

Is that why Dante won't go out with Brooke alone?

Are they secretly seeing each other?

Why am I so jealous?

I'm Vincent fucking Thompson baby, the soon-to-be best player for the NHL!

I can get any bitch I want.

Anytime I want!

Anywhere I want!

Why the fuck did I think I should settle down for once?

It was only a fucking bet. It was never that serious.

I should have just banged her when I had the chance. At least I'd be 100k richer.

If they're gonna be hooking up, then I'm gonna go find my own girl for the night.

I know just the person too.

Jenna.

At least someone will put out.

It would also get a good rise out of her. Scarlett.

I can't fucking believe this, I think to myself as I walk around the changing room alone.

I can think of every fucking time I've seen Dante at the coffee shop.

It was almost every single damn time I'd be here.

Am I fucking stupid? How did I not see this?

Was he just there to spend more time with her?

The one time I try to fucking change, I make a huge mistake.

Maybe she found out that Dante's rich and wanted to get with him.

Look who I'm up against. The fucking mysterious tall guy that all the girls drool over.

But when did I ever not get who I wanted?

I fasten my helmet on before angrily making my way onto the ice.

"You alright man?" Chase asks.

"Fucking peachy."

He shrugs it off and skates over to the rest of the boys.

"What's the move for tonight guys?" Thomas asks.

"You tell me—No, actually, Dante, you tell us!" I bitterly say.

"Me? Um, I guess party?" he says with a confused look on his face.

"Fuck yeah!! We're gonna partyyy!" Chase exclaims.

"But not too hard. Can't have the cops show up again..." Sebastian reminds us.

"Man, it's a party, they gotta understand!" Chase nudges Sebastian.