Chapter 8

LIAM

“Aren’t you supposed to be some kind of A-list celebrity?” Emilia asks, frowning. She shifts on her feet, trying to re-balance, and I can’t help but grin.

I’m a full head taller than her, and every time I tilt my head to meet her eyes, she scowls. It makes me laugh every time.

“Only in hockey circles,” I correct. “But we’re probably being stalked by paparazzi right now.”

It’s not even a question—I know that’s the case. I’ve been a hot topic for weeks, ever since the whole mess with Jessica. Even after she confirmed we were never dating, the damage was already done.

Now, I can’t even walk down the street without being followed. My management won’t get off my back, and Coach? He’s ripped into me more times than I can count.

It’s exhausting. All I want to do is play hockey. I never cared about the fame or having to explain myself to the media, especially now that I’ve been labeled the “bad boy of hockey” who can’t keep it in his pants.

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