Chapter 33
Sean
“Sorry guys, but there was no way I was going to let Ryan fucking Pritchard talk about my girl like that and not smack him in the mouth.” I breathe, rubbing a rough hand down my face, scratching at my dark stubbled jaw.
Kyle pats my back. “Don’t worry man, we get it.”
They don’t get it though, none of them are in love, not like I am. Fucking obsessed would be a more accurate way of describing the way I feel towards Callie.
There are a few grumbles from my teammates as they fight with their jerseys and shorts, trying to strip off and head for the showers. I feel bad for fighting and getting myself shoved into the penalty box for five minutes, leaving my guys a man down but there was no way I could just do nothing. Ryan Pritchard has always been a fucking nuisance, a bit like Mac who hangs around us now, thinking he’s some hot shot hockey player that all the girls want, when in reality he’s a scrawny little runt who is just desperate to lose his virginity at the ripe age of 22. But I was willing to let bygones be bygones tonight.
Preston was my university before I came to Redwood so I”m very familiar with Pritch in more than one way. I’ll admit I stole a girl from him one night at a party, she was eyeing me up whilst she sat on his lap and I knew he’d liked her for a while, but I was an asshole back then. Ok, more of an asshole. So I winked at her and that’s all it took for her to trail behind me up the stairs and let me fuck her. I don’t think Pritch has ever really forgiven me for that and that’s why he started on Callie the second he saw me point my stick at her after my second goal.
“Wow, she’s hot as fuck.” He murmured as he skated behind me. My head flew around, recognising his voice immediately. “Shut the fuck up Pritch.”
He huffed a dirty laugh. “I heard Sean Taylor had finally got a girlfriend, but I guess you’re still fucking some puck bunny on the side right?” He’s trying desperately to get a rise out of me, I have to try and contain the erupting volcano.
“Can I have a go with her whilst you’re away fucking some other bitch?” He continued taunting me and I could feel the possessive, protective fire burning hotter inside the pit of my stomach.
I of course ended up throwing him to the ice, hissing in his ear, “Don’t even let her face enter your brain again or you’ll be watching it spill out all over this fucking ice.”
He got to me, I’ll admit that but when it comes to my girl there are no lengths I won’t go to.