Breaking Ice

Chapter 18

Chloe Pov

I can't believe it happened and Kate can't believe I walked away. Both are pretty crazy if you think about it. I fucked my childhood NHL crush. And he was into me. What in the fever dream is this?

If I told this to 16-year-old Chloe she'd be ecstatic, if I told the same thing to Chloe who just joined Miami Vipers she'd be petrified. Current Chloe is something in the middle. I know it can never happen again but also I never had sex that actually was good.

I'm dreading tomorrow. The weekend is coming to an end, and the next two games are home ones, so no matter what, I will have to see him. Do I want to see him? That's a question I'm not ready to answer.

We have a media day tomorrow as well, and we need to film PR content to continue improving our team image. The video of me went viral, and I reposted it on our social media, so it's going well so far. Also, it is very good that Alexander Starkov is as hot as they get. Some might not love the game, per se, but they sure do love hot men skating and fighting on the ice.

In all fairness, I think Miami Vipers have one of the hottest guys on the team which is why I need to show them off. Oh, and there is a charity ball coming up and I have the perfect idea. We are going to offer them up for a date to the highest bidder. Cliche right? But people will pay plenty to spend a day with an NHL star. Married and taken guys are excluded since we don't need bad publicity or for wags to hate me.

Katherine and I are meeting tonight for some drinks and a well-needed chill-out. Exhibition games are officially done and we are starting to play for positions. At the end of the day, we want to get to playoffs. I don't doubt our guys but this is so much more important than the first game of the pre-season since it actually counts. We need to get all the points that we can.

So my schedule is full for the foreseeable future so tonight I chill and tomorrow back to work. I have been successfully acting professionally around Alexander in the past weeks and I really hope it won't change now that we have to spend time together. A lot of it.

Between Liam and Alexander, I already have my hands full. They are the well-known, proven hockey players, the rest are great but most are new so nowhere near as well known. But we are in the process of building their social media and increasing their presence.

Our enforcer, Bryce Taylor, is another key player that needs to be looked after. He is a great guy but takes his role very seriously both on and off the ice. The guy just has anger issues which is fine when it is on ice. A big PR problem off-ice.

I've been practically all over the place but I need to get my shit together asap as I can't act as disorganised as soon as the week starts. I might have had a few days off but now it's game time.

"Quit this shit, Chloe," I say as I look into my reflection. I have been obsessing and overanalysing absolutely everything ever since I walked out from Alxenader's suite. I have wanted to revert time and never leave more than I can admit.

It has been a long few weeks but I have to snap out of it. It is not healthy and it obvilusly meant nothing. As long as I repeat it to myself I am sure I can believe it one day. Like it definitely was the best sex of my life. To be fair it was so much more than sex and fucking. That night ruined me for all the men besides him.

He read my body like I was a puck that he had to catch, reading the body language like it was his first language, knowing exactly what to do to get a reaction out of me. It feels like he knows my body better than I do

I tried to snap myself out of this circle of destruction but I knew that at the end of the day, he is so deeply engraved into my subconscious that I cannot physically stop myself.