(Beckett)
Oh yeah, she is in trouble. Big f*****g trouble.
I felt my gaze wander to the crowd, finding her in a matter of seconds as I watched Elodie chew her lip nervously.
She better be f*****g nervous.
Then I looked down, glaring at that ugly-ass grey jacket she was wearing. She still hasn't taken it off.
I know for a fact that she can feel me staring at her. I can see it by the way her eyelashes keep fluttering nervously or the way she keeps wrapping her long red hair around her finger. I wanted to stomp up those stairs and rip that jacket off of her myself. But no, she is going to be the one to take it off.
That's when those green eyes finally flicked to mine.
"Are you really doing this?" I mouthed, seeing Elodie swallow hard before wrapping her arms around her waist. She looked nervous, and for some reason I liked it.
I liked seeing her squirm beneath my gaze knowing I had some type of effect on her. Yeah, it might be fear, but it was still something.
"I can't." I could see the words fall from her pink lips. I could tell just by looking at them that they probably tasted like cherries.
Okay, maybe I might've found what brand of chapstick she was using and "accidentally" bought some of my own. But that's not weird, right? People use recommendations all the time for stuff.
"Elodie Jones, you have five f*****g seconds-" I began but was quickly interrupted by the sound of music blasting above us as our opposing team started to enter the rink.
Elodie used the advantage to quickly turn to her friend before saying something and began squeezing her way out of her row.
Where the hell was she going?
The urge to follow her began to crawl beneath my skin. It was like some itch that needed to be scratched and I f*****g hated it. I don't know how the hell she has already gotten to me this badly. It was like an addiction and I knew if I kept doing it, there would be consequences.
Suddenly the image of Elodie sleeping flashed through my mind, making me clench my jaw before I pushed off the ice and began warming up.
Okay, I know sneaking into her dorm isn't the best thing to do. In fact, it's pretty f*****g psychotic when I think about it. But it all started that night we went onto the rooftop.
I told myself to just go home, making my feet move past her floor, and continued down those stairs. Then I came to a stop. This overwhelming sense of concern washed over me. It was something I had never felt in my entire life.
What if she didn't make it to her dorm? I mean, I should probably check because if she does go missing, I was the last person to be seen with her. If they look into it, they will learn some things that would definitely make me suspect number one.
So for my own sake, I should just check to make sure.
The only thing is, I needed to be able to get into her dorm. Obviously I didn't want her to know I was concerned. That's might give her the wrong impression.
Then when I went to see if there was any way I could do this. And the universe made it happen.
The guard was gone. His post completely abandoned and waiting for me to get what I need.
I will say that security guard should probably be fired immediately. I actually made a complaint considering he was definitely sleeping with more than one girl who lives here.
So while he was making out with some blonde in the supply closet, I was able to snag a master key.
Truthfully that key was probably safer in my hands than that pervert.
After that, I went and checked on Elodie.
I might've done some poking around. Found her underwear drawer without even trying but I didn't take anything! I'm not that much of a creep. Okay, I wasn't that first night at least.
After seeing she was safely tucked into bed, I went to leave. Ready to return the key and make sure to never come into her room uninvited again.
Then she said it. Well, more like moaned it.
She moaned my f*****g name. Not Hudson's like earlier, no, it was mine.
How the hell was I supposed to leave after that?
I could tell she was dreaming about what we did and maybe I wanted to try something. So I gave her a little kiss. It wasn't anything worse than what we already did, I just wanted to see how she would react.
Fucking hell was it unexpected. She kissed me back. I felt myself getting pulled deeper into her and knew I had to leave before she woke up.
So I ran the hell out of there.
I told myself I wouldn't go back.
That was six days ago and up to this point, I have snuck into her room every night since.
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, but I can't stop, and I don't think I want to.
Suddenly I felt someone bump into my shoulder, snapping me back to reality as I saw Pete skating beside me.
"So, did your girl show up?" He asked with a smirk, making me glance around as I realized Hudson must've been watching me. By the pissed-off look on his face, that's what I suspected anyways.
"Yeah, she's here." That was all I said, keeping my gaze on Hudson as I refused to look away first.
"Where? Can't you give us a f*****g hint at least." Pete asked, causing a smile to pull at my lips.
"She's wearing my jersey."
That's when Hudson's brow furrowed and I watched as his eyes darted away before going to scan the audience.
"Asshole, that doesn't really help. Half the girls up there are wearing your number." Pete grumbled, but I knew the moment Hudson's face fell and his skin turned pale that he saw it.
Truthfully, I couldn't help myself from looking too. I mean, I hadn't seen it on her yet, and sure enough there she was.
Sunshine was now standing back in her row, that dull gray jacket nowhere to be seen as the number thirteen sat on her chest proudly.
Fuck.
I felt my blood start to pump, the sensation settling straight into my c**k as I swear just seeing her in that jersey caused this weird sensation to take flight in my stomach.
Well, that's new and I'm not sure if I like it.
Elodie nervously tucked her hair behind her ear. Those green eyes settled on mine as I saw pure defiance filling them.
"Happy now?" She mouthed, the attitude behind it not going unnoticed as I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. But what I said next caused all of that boldness to disappear from her freckled-covered face.
"Very, but I can't say the same for your lover boy."
I turned away, needing to try and focus on the upcoming game as I skated past Hudson, making sure to check him with my shoulder as he just continued to stare up into the stands.
I swear the look on his face had me feeling giddy as hell. This was it, this was what I had been working towards for the past year. Now all I need to do is make sure Elodie doesn't back out of the next phase of the plan.
Then I will be the one in control and nothing will stop me.
Absolutely nothing.