Power Play Rivals: A Hockey Romance by Ivy Fox

Power Play Rivals: A Hockey Romance by Ivy Fox

Author:Ivy Fox [Fox, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: X-Factory
Published: 2024-03-27T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter 16

Piper

“You’re a saint, you know that?” Caleb slurs, draping his arm over my shoulders.

“Don’t I know it?” I grumble while doing my best to hold the drunken idiot up, not wanting him to fall face-first on the pavement. “I swear to God, next time you get shitfaced like this, I’m going to call your brother to come pick you up.”

“Nah, babe. You know Erin always busts my balls whenever I pull Jack away from her and the girls. Don’t tell her I said this, but she’s not as nice as she looks. She can be downright scary when she wants to be.”

“She’s only scary because you keep pulling stunts like this and pushing her buttons. I should know since you’re pushing mine right now.”

“You know you love me,” he sings.

I roll my eyes at the idiot and laugh when he starts pouting and batting his eyes like a cute, lost puppy. It’s really hard to stay mad at him. His childish antics make the idiot downright lovable.

“Where’s your car, Caleb? I don’t intend to spend the rest of the night dragging you around.”

“Over there.” He points to nowhere in particular. “Sorry for cutting your night short and pulling you away from that guy. He seemed into you.”

“He did, didn’t he?” I chuckle in amusement. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I wasn’t into him. Otherwise, you’d have to find another way to get your drunk ass home.”

“And leave Rita on the street all by her lonesome in the cold?” Caleb retorts, aghast.

“Rita?” I ask, confused.

“Yeah, Rita Hayworth. You know? My car?”

“You named your car after an old Hollywood actress?”

“Hey, she’s not old. Rita is a classic,” he says, offended. “My Shelby GT350 deserves some respect.”

“If you were going to give your car a woman’s name, wouldn’t it have been easier just to call it Shelby?”

“Easier, yes, but it wouldn’t do her justice. I mean, Shelby? To that beauty? Nah.” He shakes his head.

“My mom is named Shelby, asshole.” I give him a scathing look.

“You didn’t let me finish,” he quickly backpaddles. “Shelby is a beautiful name. She just looked more like a Rita to me.”

“You’re an idiot.” I shake my head. “Now, where is that precious car of yours?”

“Just a little bit further,” he says, sounding more alert.

My forehead creases at the sudden change in his tone, but before I can piece two and two together, it’s already too late.

“I’ll take it from here, Donovan,” Trent says, stepping out of the dark alleyway behind Roy’s.

“Sorry, babe,” Caleb has the audacity to mutter before pulling his arm off me.

“You better run, Caleb Donovan. Run very far away if you know what’s good for you,” I growl through clenched teeth, realizing his drunken stupor was all a show to lead me into a trap.

“Then I guess that’s my cue. See you lovebirds later.” Caleb taps his forehead in salute, then struts back to the bar, no longer looking even a tad inebriated.

I’m going to kill him!

He fucking played me.

They both did.



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