Breakaway Bliss (An Ashville Aces College Hockey Romance—Book 1) by Fiona Grace

Author:Fiona Grace [Grace, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2024-07-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter TWELVE: Lexi

The mind is a treacherous place when it's cluttered with the heart's indecisions. Noah's warm, reassuring smile flickers in my thoughts, battling against Wes’s smoldering, mischievous gaze. Both stir something in me, churn the waters of my usually calm emotional sea. It shouldn't be this complicated, should it? But here I am, caught in the middle of my own romantic power play, and I can't seem to find the right strategy to score the winning goal for my heart.

I was so caught up in Wes’s vulnerability, in our kiss—had I said too much?

I step outside the morning after that kiss, the campus nearly deserted during winter break, enveloped in a quiet hush that seems to echo my internal solitude. Snowflakes dance lazily from the sky, a delicate waltz that blankets the world in soft white. The familiar crunch beneath my boots is the only sound, a rhythmic beat punctuating the stillness of the leafless trees standing like silent sentinels guarding the grounds.

I’m due at my Dad’s house for Christmas. I’m glad—all this alone time is making me overthink things. The chill nips at my cheeks, turning them rosy—a stark contrast to the tangled web of warmth and confusion brewing inside me. I wrap my arms tighter around myself, as if the pressure could squeeze out the answer like juice from an overripe fruit.

Why does love feel like a game where no one fully understands the rules?

Finding my way to the university's central courtyard, I spot the familiar bench by the frozen fountain, its edges lined with icicles, nature's own holiday decorations. My breath forms tiny clouds in the air as I sit down, my jeans instantly soaking up the cold. But I barely notice; there's warmth in the solace of being alone with my thoughts, even if those thoughts are skating circles around me.

Noah would probably say something poetic about the beauty of winter, while Wes would challenge me to a snowball fight with no boundaries or rules, just the thrill of the moment. Both images bring a smile to my lips, the kind that doesn't quite reach my eyes.

"Get it together, Turner," I murmur, brushing away a rogue snowflake from my eyelash. A determination simmers within me, slow and steady. I'm inching closer to the decision that's been eluding me, the one that feels like it could change the trajectory of my life.

I'm not just choosing between two guys. I'm choosing the path I want my heart to skate on, and hoping against hope, I don't fall through the ice.

I lace my fingers together, pressing the palms down hard against the frigid metal of the bench, as if I can squeeze out the indecision that's taken root deep within me. The icy air bites at my cheeks, a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from the tangled thoughts about Noah and Wes swirling in my head.

Noah’s the guy who remembers everyone's birthday, who stops to help a stranger change a tire, even if he's running late. His

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