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Noah’s P.O.VThe Yost Ice Arena was alive.A chaotic, deafening pulse hammered into me the moment we hit the ice. You could feel the electricity of the crowd’s energy vibrating through the fiberglass wall surrounding the rink. First game of the NCAA. First chance to prove we more than deserved to be here. A part of me had felt gobsmacked when Coach announced we were going to Michigan because I’d been worried our two losses in the friendly matches back home took us out of the race but here we were! My chest felt tight, but not with nerves. A pressure had coiled around my ribcage and wouldn’t let go. Deep down, I knew the reason. My father had called and said he would be watching the game with his friends today.And that only meant one thing.I wasn’t allowed to let him down. I wasn’t scared of losing or disappointing my father, but maybe it would be a little better if he gave a shit about me, more than the game.The sound of skates slicing the ice snapped me out of my thoughts and I lo
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Dorian’s P.O.VThe moment I asked if he wanted to kiss me again, I felt Noah freeze beneath me. Completely still, like a prey animal caught in headlights. God, it was so fucking cute. And frustrating. His body told the truth even as his mouth tried to deny it.I leaned down, letting my lips brush the crevice of his neck, the spot where his skin was warm and smelled faintly of soap. “Come on, golden Boy,” I whispered against him, watching raptly as goosebumps appeared on his skin. “I swear it’ll be good.”He shuddered and I felt it. Heck, I saw it. The small tremor that ran through him, even as he clenched his fists into the sheets like he was trying to hold himself together. I let out a soft chuckle before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his neck, dragging my teeth along his skin just enough to leave a mark.“Carter…” his name rolled off my tongue as I shifted my hips. I pressed against him, my hard-on grinding into his towel-covered ass. “Trust me.”The groan he let out–fuck it lit
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Noah’s P.O.V I woke up before my alarm. It wasn’t a lazy stirring where you slowly became aware of your surroundings. My body jerked to consciousness like it had just escaped a horrible nightmare. My chest felt tight. My throat, dry. My skin, hot. The room was still dark left for a faint pink glow creeping in through the hotel blind, and for a second, I lay there, staring at the ceiling as I tried to catch my breath with my mind blank. Blissfully, mercifully blank. And then I moved. A sharp ache pulsed through my thighs and I instantly remembered I never got to fully massage my ripped muscles yesterday, and just like that, last night crashed back into my memory like a punch to my stomach. I went rigid. Someone shifted behind me, letting out a sleepy sigh and without looking I knew it was Dorian. Jesus. My stomach flipped over. I shoved the sheets back, moving fast and ignoring the way my body protested. Every inch of me felt wrung out, and used, like my skin wasn’t sit
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Noah’s P.O.VThe second the door slammed behind Dorian, I let out a sharp exhale that almost made my lungs burn. My back was still pressed against the wall and it felt as though if I tried to move, my legs would give out beneath me because they had turned to jelly. To make matters worse, I was still hard.The room felt like it was spinning, like the air had been vacuumed out, and all that was left was the scent of him–sweat, mind, and stupidly cheap cologne.My fingers twitched at my sides.I–Fuck.Before I could think better of it, I pressed the heel of my palm over my jeans, just enough to feel the heat of it. My whole body jerked, the sensitivity almost painful. But at the same time, it felt good. Almost too good. My breath hitched and I gritted my teeth because this was humiliating. Because it was his fault. Because my body was betraying me in the worst fucking way.I squeezed over the denim, just once, to make my hardon go away. But the pressure sent a bolt of pleasure up my spi
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Noah's P.O.VA shadow moved over me and I blinked up, still disoriented, only to see Dorian crouch beside me, his eyes squinted in his helmet. "You okay?"I groaned and rolled onto my side. "I'm fine.""You're sure? Did you hit your head? you went down like a pile of bricks and--""Hayes," I gave him a pointed look, ignoring how warm my chest felt at how fast he skated over. "I'm not made of glass." I was already embarrassed enough, but having Hayes of all people fuss over me? that was worse than the fall because it'd only make my heart read more into it."But you fell hard." he insisted and reached a gloved hand towards me and grabbed my arm. my chest burned and I tried to shove his hand only for him to ignore me, grab my elbow and haul me up to my knees."Get your hands off me, man." I pushed him away with a glare. "I said I'm fine."Dorian's eyes dimmed for a second and his jaw clenched as if he was holding back some smart-ass comment, then he pushed out a breath and his expressio
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Noah's P.O.VI kept my eyes on the road, both hands tight on the wheel like I was holding on for dear fucking life. My heart was pounding loud enough to compete with the engine’s low growl. Every building I passed just made the nerves worse, like some countdown to a moment I didn’t know if I was ready for. Why the hell was I even nervous?It’s just Dorian.Except it wasn’t just Dorian.It was the first boy I ever wanted and was bold enough to let into my heart. The boy who got under my skin and twisted every part of me into knots. The boy who broke me, and the boy I still wanted, like a fucking masochist.When I finally pulled into the parking lot, I sat there for a second, dragging in a deep breath, then another. I could just leave. Text Coach and tell him I dropped the message. But no matter how much I tried to reverse out of here, I couldn't.. My fingers were already gripping the door handle, and then I was out, snow pelting lightly on my skin.The warm off-white lights of the stor
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Dorian's P.O.VNo one was even looking at me, but I felt like the entire fucking room was laughing in my face. Not out loud, not in any obvious way, but I could feel it in my skin. A sick buzz crawling under the surface as Noah leaned in toward Jaxon, the two of them grinning by the lockers like the past month hadn’t happened between us. It was as if the history of what we used to be was totally wiped off, the way he had cried in my arms and how I used to make him moan, whisper, beg.Now Jaxon was the one pulling a laugh out of him with some bullshit story. I could tell it was bullshit by the way his hands moved in an exaggerated and performative way. And the worst part of it all was that Noah was giving him a real, open-mouthed, soft laugh. That damn laugh he used to give me when I kissed the underside of his jaw.When he was moping around all sad, a part of me, probably twisted and sick like it because it meant Noah still gave a fuck about me and as long as my actions were still cap
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Authors P.O.VThe last thing Noah expected was to look over his shoulder and see Dorian Hayes coming at them while yelling for Jaxon to get his hands off his shoulder. The mother fucker kept creating a scene even after Noah told him to fucking leave.So in a rush of anger, Noah's body jolted forward, jaw clenched, ready to fucking deck him—until Jaxon hooked an arm around his middle and yanked him back."Are you insane?" Jaxon hissed through his teeth, dragging him toward the exit. "Let it go. Not here."Noah didn’t say a word. He just kept glaring at Dorian until the metal door slammed behind them.He didn’t even realize he was shaking until he buckled in and stared out the windshield. Just like before, Jaxon got into the driver's seat and began driving the car to a place Noah didn't really give a fuck about. He may have preferred to be in bed right now sleeping this gnawing ache in his chest off but he'd be damned if he continued to let Jaxon worry so much about him.Speaking of the
