Roughing the Princess by Ivy Smoak

Author:Ivy Smoak [Smoak, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loft Troll Ink
Published: 2023-09-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 7 – Game Day

Talon

I stared at all the unanswered texts I’d sent her. “Good night, princess. Don’t have too many dirty dreams about me. I’ll be dreaming of you.”

She hadn’t responded to me for a week and a half. And for a week and a half, all I thought about was her.

You’d think that her not speaking to me would make me believe she wasn’t coming to my game today.

But for some reason…I had this hope in my chest. Or maybe I’d just lost my damn mind because I had perpetual blue balls. I couldn’t stop staring at the pictures I had of her. She was probably out there forgetting about me and I was still obsessed with her. And I wasn’t sure how to stop. It was like I needed to see her. Needed that release when I stared at her image. I was a sick fuck.

“Interesting choice of outfits if she shows up,” Mav said as I walked into the locker room.

Jasper snickered too.

I looked down at my outfit. “I look good. Both of you quit it.”

“It’s so…geometrical,” Jasper said.

“And so Canadian tuxedo,” Mav added.

I took off my jean jacket and hung it up. “I’m ignoring both of you.”

“Do you think she’ll show?” Mav asked.

Thinking she would and hoping she would were two very different things. But I was a determined guy. “Yeah, she’s coming.”

“I knew it,” Jasper said. “I knew she’d come. Did she already pick up her ticket?”

I didn’t respond.

“Mom is going to be so excited,” he added. “Is she coming early? Let me text Mom.” He pulled out his phone.

“Don’t,” I said.

“Why?”

“Because.”

Mav shook his head. “Dude, she’s not coming, is she?”

“She is.”

“That’s exactly what you said during that afterparty in New York.”

Don’t remind me.

“Did Tova actually say she was coming?” Jasper asked.

“Not exactly.”

He groaned. “Why am I so invested in this saga? I’m going to have to intervene again, but I’m running out of ideas. Maybe I should just start hitting on her instead.”

“I’m game,” Mav said.

I glared at both of them.

Mav laughed. “I’m joking. Kind of. But damn, I was really hoping she’d come. We all were.” He gestured to the rest of our teammates who were all definitely eavesdropping on our conversation.

“Well, we’ll just have to see what happens.”

***

I looked up from the huddle and into my box for what felt like the millionth time. My mom waved at me. Some of my friends were up there too. But there was a noticeable face missing. Tova’s.

The game had already started.

She hadn’t come.

I’d told her what that meant. That whatever the hell we were doing was done. That I would stop texting her. I thought about my last texts to her, all unanswered. Saying I was dreaming of her. This had turned into more of a nightmare than a dream. My postgame interview was going to be a disaster.

Stood up at her concert.

Stood up for quite a while after that podcast reveal.

Stood up in NYC.

Stood up at my game where I’d told the world I’d invited her.

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