All Chapters of Hockey Hazard: When Desire Crosses the Ice: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Yost Ice Arena smelled like cold steel, sweat, and sharpened skates. The familiar scent hit Noah the moment he stepped into the locker room Thursday morning. The guys were already there, some were dressing, others stretching or arguing over music. Reid was trying, and failing, to convince Mason that his playlist deserved locker room privileges. For the first time in two weeks, however, there was an extra buzz in the room, because Chase Voss was back.Noah slowed near his locker. He had expected something different, an awkward silence, maybe, tension or resentment. After all, their captain had deliberately sabotaged a game and gotten suspended."Look who finally got paroled."The room erupted in laughter as Chase entered, duffel bag over one shoulder and his hockey stick tucked beneath his arm. He didn't miss a beat."Missed you too."Reid jerked a thumb at Mason dramatically, "I had to listen to this idiot sing during conditioning."Mason looked offended, "I have a beautiful voice.""

The bus rolled into the away arena just after six in the evening. The place was bigger than he expected, sitting like a glowing fortress in the middle of downtown, its bright signs and streams of people already making his stomach tighten. Game days still did that to him. No matter how many games he played, there was always a moment before every match when everything became terrifyingly real.He adjusted the strap of his bag and stood when Coach Jenkins called for everyone to unload. The team filed off the bus in a noisy cluster."I can already feel myself scoring tonight," Reid stretched dramatically."You haven't scored in three games," Mason countered."I said feel. Not actually do it," Reid replied and the team laughed. Noah smiled despite himself.A few feet away, Chase climbed off the bus carrying two bags over one shoulder. He looked relaxed, almost annoyingly so. Since the hotel incident, things had changed, not enough for anyone else to notice, but Noah did, and for reasons he

Tuesday BA100 class, Noah walked into the classroom expecting awkwardness, but Chase just looked up briefly when the door opened, their eyes met and then he looked back down at his papers. No reaction, no lingering stare, and no sign whatsoever that just yesterday, they had kissed each other hard enough to leave both of them breathless.Noah frowned, feeling disappointed. He slid into his usual seat and dropped his bag beside him. Chase stood at the front of the room, sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms, a stack of worksheets in one hand and a marker in the other. The projector glowed behind him, throwing soft blue light across his profile.Students continued filing in, filling the room with chatter and the scrape of chairs against the floor. Noah should have been grateful for the silence between them, but apparently, being ignored annoyed him. He watched Chase write something on the board without sparing a glance in his direction and Noah narrowed his eyes.Chase picked up the atten

Chase had confessed his feelings to Noah the day before, and the words still hadn’t settled properly inside him. They felt less like something he had said and more like something that had escaped him. Irreversible, uncontained, and still echoing somewhere between his ribs and his throat.He woke earlier than usual that morning because he couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t stay still. So he decided he needed something to ground him. He needed ice under his blades, he needed the cold bite of the rink, he needed something that wasn’t thought, and skating always did that. Coach had already warned the team that he might be running late, something about a meeting, something administrative, but Chase hadn’t waited around to find out the details.By the time he pulled into Yost, the sky was still pale with early light, the arena half-asleep in that strange way buildings got before the world fully decided to begin. He parked, grabbed his bag, and walked through the familiar corridors of the arena with t

By the time Chase pushed through the doors, most of the team was already half-dressed. He kept his head down, jaw tight, hoping the flush still burning across his cheekbones would pass for cold from the early morning air. Noah was already there, lacing his skates on the far bench like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t just had Chase bent over a desk with his fingers stretching him open and his cock teasing entry. Their eyes met for a split second and Noah’s mouth curved slightly before he looked away.“Captain’s here,” Tyler called.Chase forced a laugh, the sound rough in his throat. “Lace up. We’re running full ice today.”He changed quickly, keeping his back to the room as much as possible. His body still hummed with unfinished adrenaline and the blunt pressure of that thick cock against his ass, the low growl in his ear.Your ass is mine to fill, Captain. Chase took his first few strides on the ice, blades carving deep, pushing the burn in his thighs to drown out everything els