Best Things in Life: Second Chance College Hockey Romance (St. Paul U Players Book 3) by Stephanie Queen

Author:Stephanie Queen [Queen, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Before the first quarter of the football game ends I have three wishes I’d sacrifice my firstborn to have granted. First, I wish our seats were further away from Sarina and Bigs because I have a perfect view of them down a few rows and to the right. Second, I wish the game was more competitive because we’re already dominating the poor suckers on the other side fourteen to zip.

Third, I wish Sarina looked happy, or at least not so miserable. Because she has no idea I’m watching her and Bigs and no idea I can see every unguarded frown, eye roll, and unguarded vulnerable lost expression she wears as she gazes at the field pretending to watch the game.

“I can’t stand it,” I mutter out loud and stand.

“Can’t stand what?” Summer says, looking up at me. Lucky for her she has Dooley to watch the game with because I’ve been miserable company.

“Myself,” I say for lack of a better explanation, but when I glance back at Bigs and Sarina, I give away my problem. Not that Summer isn’t a smart enough girl to figure it out eventually. Bigs gets up from his seat, leaving Sarina behind, and starts walking up the steps to the concession area.

“Don’t do it,” Summer says. “Don’t go over there.” She puts a hand on mine and I turn to her.

“I’m not going near Sarina. I need to stretch my legs.” When I head up the stairs rather than down, she nods, satisfied that I’m not lying. Her mistake. I wasn’t lying, but I certainly wasn’t telling her the whole truth. Because it’s Bigs I want to see. To confront.

But when he sees me, he smiles, a natural easy grin, and he looks like his old self, the pre-Sarina guy I used to hang out with. Whatever pent-up anger I had at him deflates, or it turns inward because let’s face it, I am the problem.

“Easy game,” he says. “Too easy. I think we’re going to take off early.”

“It’s not even half time. You never did like football, did you?”

He laughs, shaking his head, because he’s only here out of respect for Bane and the other house guys. That’s what kind of guy he is.

“Don’t tell Bane,” he says, chastened.

“Don’t worry. With any luck, they’ll take him out at the half and put in his backup.” He fist-bumps my shoulder, his smile in place, and makes his way back to his seat. I stand for a minute, gathering up my guilty conscience and swallowing it, wishing life was as easy as football.

Because even if he’s not right for Sarina, and can’t make her happy, it’s not his fault, is it? I’m the asshole and I should let their relationship take its natural course.

Except that if I do that, then it’ll crash and burn and two people I care about—yes, I care about both Sarina and fucking Bigs—will end up bloodied and hurt, it’ll be like seeing a train wreck coming and doing nothing to stop it.

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