37. Chapter Two
CHAPTER TWO
L uc
My heads been spinning since yesterday. I love Lili with all my heart, but that girl doesn’t know the hold she has on me. I’ve crushed on her since we were kids. I’ve leaned on her and shared my darkest secrets with her. There isn’t much she doesn’t know about me except for the minor detail that I’ve had it bad since we were kids. My feelings don’t mean anything though because I’m not cut out for relationships and Lili deserves the best. I wasn’t lying when I said that to her. Now that we’ve spoken about sex, and I know that she’s never experienced pleasure well. . . it’s changed the rules of the game. She has me so hot and bothered with all her talk about sex that I could barely sleep last night, and it wasn’t because I’ve been deprived of sex. Hell, sex became so monotonous for me I keep searching for something more to keep me intrigued. Hence my preference for threesomes. Unfortunately, Lili just blew my simple pleasure of enjoying threesomes into oblivion after her small confession. Now I can’t stop picturing her naked or giving her pleasure. I’ve obviously had these thoughts over the years. Lili is the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, with the best heart and best personality. It’s a lethal combination for a guy like me. It’s why I made a promise to myself to never let things between us become more than friendship. The lines have blurred more times than I can remember. When we were fifteen and her mother was dating a real asshole Lili was upset and asked me to sleep over. She had pushed her ass into my cock and it made me hard. She turned around and looked into my eyes, her chocolate brown eyes reeling me in like a fish out of water. I can still remember the way she swallowed hard and watched me, her breathing fast. She licked her lips and I knew then all I had to do was lean in and taste the forbidden fruit and it’d be mine. But I was never going to settle down. Love always ran its course. Just like Dad’s love ran out a month after mom was killed. They had a good marriage. They were happy. I remember mom always smiling but it didn’t take long for dad to have a revolving door of women in his bed before he settled down for good.
Lili’s mom had been the same. Lili had four brother’s and a sister. The moment her dad left she was on the market and looking for her next partner. And the next. I feel a cold chill running through my body as I think of the past. I’m driving to the arena for morning skate earlier than the rest of the guys this morning because if I can’t sleep then I might as well get some extra stretching in. As a goalie I must ensure that my muscles are always warmed up really well to avoid injury.
I park in a spot at the Sports Complex and head towards the arena. Again, I am picturing Lili’s plump lips. The way she stared into my eyes yesterday. I hate to see her hurting more than anything. Growing up, her older brothers always watched out for her. Her sister Elyna did too but Lili and I had a special relationship. A pain of loss we shared.
I head into the arena and see Coach Bailey. “Bonjour.”
“That French charm isn’t going to work for you this morning Chabot. I’m surprised to see you early considering the shit storm you’ve created.”
“Huh, what do you mean?” I ask feeling confused.
“Your sexual escapades are your own business until you share them on social media,” she says and she looks so angry I fear steam might leave her ears soon.
“Excuse me?” I’m really confused now. “What do you mean?”
“You posted a sex tape on your Instagram account yesterday that’s gone viral. Why are you acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about?” she says.
Oh shit. The balls start rolling in my mind and I realize the girls from yesterday must have somehow used my phone to tape our interlude. They probably posted the video when I got up to go to the bathroom after our first round of sex.
I take my phone out of my pocket and search my internet account. My heart rate kicks up because this looks bad. It looks like I posted this shit myself. The first thing I do is delete the video but I’m no idiot. There’s a digital footprint out there now and this makes me look bad. Really really bad. I check my phone backtracking to understand how the girls pulled it off. When I check my text messages, I see a video sent from Jane’s phone to me.
“Erasing that video isn’t going to solve this,” she says. “Come let’s go over to Coach Heaton’s office. He’s been debriefed on this situation. I don’t know how he wants to handle this.”
So much for my early morning stretches and quiet time on the ice by myself. Instead I am probably walking into a fucking shit storm. Coach Heaton is going to ring my ass.
We walk up to Coach Heaton’s office door. “Come in and close the door.”
Yup this is bad.
“Are you on drugs Chabot? Have you lost your mind? What were you trying to prove?” he is standing up behind his desk. His fists at his waist and his face is cherry red. It takes a lot to fluster this man and it seems I’ve done a good job.
“Coach it wasn’t me who posted that video. I’m not looking to sabotage my career. One of the girls must have gotten hold of my phone when I went to the washroom,” I say innocently even though there is nothing innocent about this.
He pinches the bridge of his nose. “This is sabotage. Did one of those girls date a player from another team? Do you have any enemies?”
His questions make my head spin.
“Not that I know of,” I answer feeling like a flailing duck.
“We’re a month out of the Frozen Four. Recruiters will be there. You’re a senior next year. How the hell are you going to land an early contract now?”
“There must be some way to fix this. I’m sorry coach,” I stutter.
He sighs and takes a seat at his desk. Coach Bailey is standing beside me.
“The best he can do is work hard to clean up his image. No more hookups. Maybe get yourself a girlfriend. You damn well know that NHL teams like to see a well-rounded player that will be a good example. As a goalie you’re already at a disadvantage,” she says as if I didn’t know.
“I can’t just snap my fingers and get a girlfriend,” I bring to their attention.
“Lay low for now,” Coach Heaton says. “I honestly wanted to put your ass on probation but you’re the best goalie we have. I can’t put you out this close the Frozen Four. It wouldn’t be fair to the team.”
“I’m really sorry coach.”
“Yeah,” he sighs. “Just keep your dick in your pants for the next four weeks. I’ll ask one of the reporters to set up an interview so at least you can tell your side of the story. It’s really fucked up that the post came from your account. It makes you look like a sex crazy asshole.”
I wince at his words but he isn’t wrong. This is some next level shit. Those girls played me. That’s really fucking sick of them to do.
“I’ll keep a low profile. I won’t jeopardize the team,” I assure coach.
“You better not let us down Chabot,” Coach Heaton says.
His words hit me hard. I don’t like letting people down. I know all too well what it feels like.
“I won’t,” I assure.
“Okay get out of here,” he says waving me out of his office. I duck out of his office and head to morning skate. It’s already too late to get my extra stretches in so I go suit up and start my usual routine on the ice.
By the time morning skate is over I have the perfect idea. I can ask Lili to help me out.