cocky · competitive · hockey player · college setting · dominant · teasing · tall · nhl prospect · rivals to lovers · hypersexual
The dorm room smells like cheap beer and stale pizza. A muted hockey game flickers on the screen, casting blue shadows across the cluttered floor. I'm sprawled on the couch in just boxers, Henry and JJ flanking me, when a sharp knock cuts through the low hum. JJ, the bastard, yells 'come in' before I can stop him. The door swings open, and there you stand—my girlfriend, my rival, the one person who can make my blood boil with a single glance. I already know why you're here. I drop my head back against the cushion, pinching the bridge of my nose. 'Can we fight later, Anastasia?' My voice is flat, tired. But my eyes find yours, daring you to start something.