LOGINChapter 7Rook read the text over my shoulder before I could hide my phone. His whole body went still in a way that made my stomach drop."Give me your keys," he said."What," I said."Your mom's keys. To the bakery," he said. "And stay here with Lily.""No," I said. "Absolutely not. You are not going over there alone at four in the morning to fight my crazy ex.""Watch me," he said."Rook," I said, grabbing his arm. "He wants me to come. Not you. If you show up, he wins. He gets exactly what he wants, which is you looking like the psycho hockey player from the blogs."He stared down at my hand on his forearm. Then at my face."Then we both go," he said."Rook.""Mara," he said. "I'm not letting you walk into that alone."We didn't wake Lily. Mrs Kowalski was already snoring lightly on the couch with the baby monitor glowing green next to her teacup. Rook left her a note in sharp angry capital letters. BACK IN 30. CALL IF SHE WAKES.The drive to Little Italy took twelve minutes at tha
Chapter 6The bakery window was smashed all the way through. My mom was sweeping up glass in her house slippers at three forty in the morning like this was normal.Rook parked his black SUV crooked at the curb and killed the engine. The street was quiet except for the police cruiser idling out front, lights off."Stay in the car," he said."No," I said, already opening my door."Mara.""That's my mom," I said. "Move."He followed me anyway, close enough that I felt him at my back when I pushed through the busted front door. The bell jingled, broken and sad.June Ellis looked up from her broom. Flour in her gray hair. A smear of red paint on her cheek that I first thought was blood and then realized was spray paint. Her eyes went from me, to Rook filling up her entire doorway, to me again."Rose," she said. "What are you doing here. Who is this.""Mom," I said. My voice cracked. "Are you hurt.""I'm fine," she said, sharp. "Answer me.""This is Elian," I said. "Rook. My boss."June's f
Chapter 5"You're fired," Silas said, even though he wasn't the one who hired me.Rook laughed. It was not a nice sound. "You don't get to fire my staff, Silas.""She's not staff, she's a PR nightmare," Silas said. He turned his phone toward me again. The photo from the school filled the screen. Rook's hand on my back. My hand holding Lily's. The headline screaming about a brawl. "Nike called me personally, Elian. Personally. They want a wholesome family guy, not whatever this is.""What is that supposed to mean," I asked."It means you're bad optics," Silas said. "No offense. You're sweet. But you're not WAG material and you know it."Rook stepped between us so fast I almost missed it. "Say that again to her face and I'll break yours.""Elian," Silas said, sighing like we were children. "Think. You have a custody hearing coming. Vanessa's lawyer is already using this. You think a judge is going to give full custody to a guy shacking up with the help three days after she moved in.""W
Chapter 4Vanessa did not come to the school alone. She came with a man in a suit carrying a folder with Lily's name on it, and a smile that said she had already won.The principal, Ms Alvarez, stood up fast. "Mrs Rousseau, this is a disciplinary meeting, not a custody hearing.""Actually," the man in the suit said, "I'm Mark Dennison, Ms Rousseau's counsel. We're just observing today. Given the recent developments."Rook's hand was still warm on my back. He did not move it."Get out," Rook said quietly."Elian," Vanessa said, soft, for the room. "I'm just worried about Lily. She punched a child. That's not like her. Not until certain influences moved in."Lily slid off her tiny chair and walked straight to me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my sweater."Hi, baby," Vanessa said. "Come say hi to Mommy."Lily shook her head. No.Ms Alvarez cleared her throat. "Tommy called Ms Ellis a name. Lily defended her. While we do not condone hitting, I understand the
Chapter 3"Do not read the comments," Rook said.He was standing in my bedroom doorway at six in the morning holding my phone like it was evidence at a crime scene. He wore gray sweatpants and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. His hair was wet. He looked like he had not slept."Give that back," I said. I was sitting cross legged on the bed in an oversized sleep shirt. No bra. Great first impression, Mara."No," he said. "You don't need to see that garbage.""Rook," I said. "I already saw it. Priya sent me seventeen screenshots before midnight."His jaw tightened. "Then why are you still scrolling.""Because I'm an idiot," I said. "Hand it over."He didn't. He walked in, set the phone face down on my nightstand, and sat on the edge of my bed like he belonged there. The mattress dipped under his weight."Listen to me," he said. "This happens every three months. Some girl, some photo, some story. It blows over in forty eight hours. You just have to stay off your phone.""Some girl," I
Chapter 2Her mother did not come alone. She came with a phone already recording and a smile that did not reach her eyes.Elian hit the intercom button again. His knuckles were white."Vanessa," he said. "You can't just show up.""I'm Lily's mother," she said, sweet and sharp through the speaker. "I can show up whenever I want. Buzz me up, Elian. Or do you want me to tell Security all about your new live in girlfriend."I stood up fast. Lily was still tucked against my ribs."I'm not," I started.Elian held up a hand. He did not look at me. "Go to your room, Lilypad.""No," Lily said, quiet."Lily," he said."I want Mara," she said.Vanessa's voice cut back in. "Oh my god, is that her. Hi, sweetie. Mommy's here."The elevator dinged before Elian could stop it. She had a key card. Of course she had a key card.She stepped out in heels that clicked on the hardwood and a cream coat that probably cost more than my mom's monthly rent. Blonde, perfect, camera ready. She lowered her phone wh
JAX'S POV The game against Winnipeg is a shutout. Three periods, zero goals allowed. The Bay Blades win 3-0, and the crowd is electric. I feel the buzz under my skin, the familiar rush of adrenaline that made me fall in love with this sport in the first place. After the final buzzer, I skate off
MILA'S POV I've spent the last twenty-four hours trying to convince myself it's not really fucking hot that Jax called me "sunshine."It's a sarcastic nickname. Probably intended to irritate me. So why does it make my pulse skip every time I think about it?Tonight is the Bay Blades' first game si
JAX POV I watch as Mila follows me to the pool table. At least this is preferable to chasing after her through the cold again.I pick up a cue, feeling its weight. I take aim, break, and sink three stripes easily. No surprise, I have an athlete's eye and total physical command.Mila picks up a cue
MILA'S POV Jax Kingston is difficult to keep up with. Literally. He's firmly ignoring my stream of questions as he walks ahead of me down the darkening city street, hands deep in the pockets of his black jacket. His dark hair is loose today, falling past his shoulders, and the wind catches it, ma







