Breaking Ice

Chapter 19

Alexander

I watched as Chloe disappeared around the corner. Katherine turned around and winked at me, whilst my Chloe did her best to avoid the fact that I was standing right outside her door. Was it a bit ridiculous to turn up on her doorstep? Not at all, she has been treating me like any other player. I don't like it.

At least I know she will be thinking about me now, I could see the need for me behind her mask. She isn't the best at hiding her feelings, at least around me she isn't.

I allowed them a few minutes to leave so I don't give another heart attack to Chloe. She is trying her best to deny the fact that she likes me. Thankfully I do not believe her.

As soon as I was out of the building, I got into my car and put in Liam's address. The fucker had to of told Kate about my nickname. No one calls me Sasha besides Liam and my family but I sure do hope Chloe will call me it as well.

It's not exactly a nickname either, it's just my name shortened in Russia, In the US they always called me Alex so it just stuck.

Parking my car in front of his driveway, I can't give the fucker a chance to escape. His front door opens before I even have the chance to knock, the grin on Liam's face tells me everything I need to know.

"It's lovely to see you here Sasha. What brought you here?" I push past him, intentionally bumping my shoulder against his. He hisses before swearing, for once I am happy the fucker got a puck to his shoulder. It's a nasty bruise he got.

"Your girlfriend." He gave me a death glare that no one wishes for but I so do. He fucked with me, I will fuck with him.

We might be best friends but we both knew which buttons to press in order to piss each other off. Katherine and Liam had a confusing past with a lot of needs and wants and stupid arguments. One day they will figure it out. Not today though, judging by his expression.

"Did certain someone reject you once again?" I'm not one to judge relationships but theirs have been going absolutely nowhere for a while now. Both of them obviously want each other and they definitely have fucked before but something is just not right.

"Knock it off, Starkov."

"Ohh you mean business now." I grab the vodka from his counter taking a nice sip out of it, the ice-cold vodka flows nicely, with no horrible aftertaste when it's this cold.

"You are staying, I'm guessing," Laim grabbed the bottle out of my hand to make us vodka martinis. The guy loved his cocktails. I'm not one to complain.

I just nodded, not exactly needing to reply to clearly a rhetorical question. I won't be driving after drinking and I ain't about to take a taxi just to come back tomorrow morning before the practice. The regular season is about to begin and we have to be in top form. The first game is only a week away. We play at home which is a plus but puts even more pressure on us.

Winning is the only option.

"Katherine stole Chloe so by association you cock blocked me. Now you got to deal with me." I grabbed my martini and tried it. Fucking amazing, if he wasn't playing in the NHL he could have made a good career in bartending.

I groaned as the cool liquid calmed me down, and my muscles which are in a constant state of being in pain relaxed a little. Alcohol might be a poison but one that has been created by the devil himself. Mixed with pleasure so you can't stay away from it.

"You look like you are about to fuck the martini glass."He chuckled as he dropped onto the couch. A hockey channel playing on mute. Hockey is always on the back of our minds even if we are not playing.