Clipped by Love (Bellevue Bullies 2)

“I need you to.”

I nod. “I’m trying.”

“Try harder. She’s stubborn as shit, but I know together you guys can be lethal.”

Again, he has no clue how true his words are.

“I will try harder.”

“Good, I’m gonna talk to her too. But I wanted to say I appreciate that you’ve been looking after her, even though she is treating you like dirt, and I wanted to ask that you continue to do that.”

Licking my lips, I nod. “That’s not a problem.”

“Good, as you know, I’m not happy about her having to move in or sharing a locker room with you boys.”

“I don’t blame you.”

He nods. “I know a lot of people in the league, Jayden. You look out for my girl, I can make sure to throw some good words around for you.”

“And Jace?” I ask, because while it’s great he is gonna do that for me, he needs to do it for Jace too. “I mean, she isn’t easy to handle.”

He laughs as he nods. “I like you. I have from the beginning, and that right there tells me you don’t fuck around. You look out for yours.”

“I do.”

A grin crosses his lips as he nods, stroking his chin. “Good, and yeah, I can throw in some good words for Jace. You both don’t need ’em; your playing speaks for itself.”

Wow, that’s awesome to hear from him. I match his grin as I nod. “Thank you.”

Leaning back in his chair, he points at me with his pencil. “I have to admit, Sinclair, I’m surprised you didn’t throw in the captain spot in exchange for keeping an eye out.”

I shake my head. It hadn’t crossed my mind. “I want to earn that.”

If one thing is for sure, I work for what’s mine. In all aspects of my life. And while I want to earn my captain spot, I also want to earn Baylor’s trust and maybe even more.

If she’d let me.

My phone has been ringing off the hook since Monday. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and shut it off yesterday. It isn’t like anyone is calling me but Delanie anyway. Call me a coward, but I can’t bring myself to talk to her. How do I tell her that I’m fine, that I don’t even realize he is on the ice with me, or even that he doesn’t affect me at all? She’d know in two seconds that I am a big fat liar, and I can’t have anyone else point that out.

Because he’s taking over my life. He’s everywhere and I can’t shake him. It’s driving me insane, and I’ve turned into more of a bitch than usual. Yesterday, I snapped at my dad for forgetting to buy mustard. Mustard! I’ve officially lost it.

Over a damn boy!

Man.

Douche.

Yes, we will go with douche.

No! Spawn of Satan.

Ha-ha.

Or, I can call him what he really is. Which is sinfully gorgeous with a side of supercrazy talented, and boy, is he a leader. Those guys look up to him something insane. I mean, I honestly don’t understand how he is not in the NHL, kicking ass and taking names. It’s where he needs to be.

Not that I’d utter that to anyone.

Ever.