My Hockey Alpha

The locker room was pitch black. Had we lost power?

I didn’t dare to move in case I would accidentally bump into Enzo and give him the wrong idea. He was still hovering over me, his hand on the locker above me and his muscular body shielding me. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t fantasize about taking advantage of the dark and kiss him, letting him run his calloused hands all over my body and fuck me up against the locker…

But before any of that could happen, a light flicked on at the end of the row of lockers. Just a single light, beaming down like a spotlight from the ceiling. Enzo quickly moved away from me.

There was the sound of shuffling in the darkness, then someone stepped into the light.

It was Justin.He was holding his guitar.

Everything in my whole body cringed when he started playing his guitar and singing. It was a song that we had listened to the first night we hung out, and it was the song that we had our first kiss to.

Under any other circumstance, I would have found this gesture sweet. But now, it just made me even more embarrassed.

When he finished singing, the lights turned on and the rest of the team flooded in while Justin gazed at me with sorrow in his eyes.

“Please take me back,” Justin said. ” I’m so sorry, Nina. I’ll make it up to you.”

I stood there biting my lip, unsure what to say. My face felt hot, and grew even hotter when the rest of the team – excluding Enzo, who was sitting on the bench next to the medical tools as if he had never gotten up from his seat — started chanting.

“Forgive him!” they chanted. “Forgive him!”

I squirmed uncomfortably in my spot, avoiding Justin’s gaze. The chanting grew louder as the team closed in on us, urging us to get back together.

“Alright,” Enzo said, standing. No one listened at first until he raised his voice. “That’s enough!” he shouted.

I could tell that he was starting to put two and two together. It didn’t seem like anyone heard my conversation with Enzo or

hockey practice, not a lovemaking session,” Enzo said. ” Enough with the high school antics.” One of

everyone do 25 laps after this shit show,

he

laps. Now. All of you.” He gestured to the door, and as the team filed out, grumbling to themselves, he followed

looked at the clock and realized that my shift was over. I packed up Tiffany’s supplies and lugged the heavy medical bag out of the locker room, just happy that I could

and complaining. I didn’t see Enzo among them; when I looked around, I

That someone was Lisa.

aggravated and was gesturing frantically, although I couldn’t hear what she was saying. As I approached the exit where Tiffany stood waiting for me, Lisa glanced over. When she saw me, her eyes shot daggers and her

as I walked past, trying

of a drizzle now, and there was a bit of a fog on the campus. The chill in the

guess so,” I said

to

hurt in the arena earlier,” she said with a chuckle. “It was

in front of her office door and took the medical bag from me, which she carried with a lot more ease

want me to have a talk with him, I will,” she said with

shook my head. “No,” I replied. “It’s alright.

reassuringly. “Tomorrow will be better,” she said. “No hockey team. Although, you might find that the

easier than the hockey team without the drama between myself, Justin, and Enzo, but the

12 Love Practice perform their physicals.

to the field to check on them. My first instinct was that they were being a bit dramatic, but maybe I

started checking the ankle of one player, I took