Fred POV
“I need you all to stop behaving like brats. What the fuck is wrong with you?” The coach shouts as I rest my hand between my hands. I take a deep breath as I raise my head and his eyes lock with mine.
“What the fuck was that all about Ashford? Are you really going to fuck your career over a woman?” The coach asks and I stay quiet while Thomas rests one hand on my shoulder. “You are professional athletes, behave like it, not like children that are playing field hockey. This is your career, your life,” the coach says and everyone nods.
“And you stay the fuck away from Hill,” the coach says, pointing at me.
“He fucked us up. He sent Moore to the hospital and you expect us to stand around and play nice while they provoke us. They talk about our girlfriends, kids, wives, and mothers. While they tell us how they are going to fuck our wives tonight and we’re gonna watch?” Corey says as he
Tatum POVThat game was my worst nightmare and now, here I am, sitting in Thatcher’s room with Grace next to me while she holds her daddy’s hand. Her eyes are threatening to close as she gets tired. Today has been very emotional for everyone, especially for her little heart. Watching her daddy play and then get hit like it wasn’t easy on her. Thatcher has two black eyes and a broken jaw that didn’t need surgery. And let’s add a broken nose to everything else. Obviously, he will be okay, but I can’t wait to get the fuck out of here and go find Fred.I still don’t know what happened to him and what the damage is. I haven’t been able to find anything in the press. It seems like the team hasn’t done a formal release informing their fans of what is going on, neither with Fred nor Moore. I shake my head, trying to push those thoughts away. I am not the PR anymore and I shouldn’t be worrying about the press release.
Tatum POVAfter dropping Grace at school, I decided to quit my job at the hotel. I have the uniform inside my bag and with a smile on my face I walk through the double doors at the front and I can tell the receptionist is not happy.“What are you doing? You need to use the back door,” she yells and whispers at me at the same time and I smile as I rest my bag on the reception desk and retrieve the horrible dress washed and ironed. I put it in front of her and she scrunches her nose as if disgusted by the material. I know. I hate it too.“Take that thing from here, the guests will see it,” she says and I smile as I look around the lobby which is completely deserted.“Don’t worry, I won’t take long. I am just here to drop this off and…” I say as I stop grab the white envelope from the bag and hand it to her.“That is my resignation letter, effective immediately,” I say, and her eyes gr
Fred POVIt’s been one week since I last saw Tatum. She has been ignoring my messages and phone calls. Being stuck in a hospital did nothing for me. I tried to get released earlier, but I wasn’t allowed and the Team’s doctor made sure I was okay to play before they released me. As I walk out of the hospital, the flashes almost blind me. I smile and wave, putting on the mask I have every day to make sure people don’t try to interfere in my personal life.I hear people shouting my name and questions, but I decide to block them as I am to the car waiting for me. The doctor walks next to me and once inside the car; I remove my hat and pass my hand through my hair, resting my head back.“How are you feeling?” The doc asks and I shrug. I don’t really know how I am feeling. My ribs are still sore but that is not the worst pain I am feeling right now. The worst one is my heart, which is broken from Tatum’s words.&l
Tatum POVMy heart is beating so fast I think I might have a heart attack. I sit in my chair with my face between my hands. Why is Fred doing this to me? I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to steady my beating heart and my breathing. The way he makes me feel is more powerful than I ever thought possible.I shake my head, pushing those thoughts away and trying to focus on the task at hand. I need to release the press statement for Moore that will be released from the hospital soon, but won’t return this season. His injuries are serious and might even make it impossible to play again. Obviously, the team is not happy because he is the captain and without him, things will go downhill.The team is not doing great this season because of all the scandals and everything that happened to the players. Their focus was lost, and they were not even on the top five teams of the country. That’s a first and I have to say I am worried about them. This mi
Tatum POV“Grace please baby,” I say as I kneel in front of y daughter. Today has been a tough day. Mara is staying with Grace while I attend the team’s charity benefit. I have organized everything with the party planner. All the players are attending with their girlfriends and wives, the ones that are single were asked to bring a date that would improve their image. I don’t even want to think about the woman some of them might bring.“But I want to go to the party with you. You look so beautiful. I want to be just like you,” she says and I smile. Mara is standing next to me with a smile plastered on her face.“She does look beautiful, doesn’t she? One of my best works,” she says and I roll my eyes as I peek up at her.“Not helping,” I let out through greeted teeth, and she raises her hands in surrender and walks away, leaving me alone with Grace.“Look, why don’t you dre
Fred POV “This is bullshit. Every time they think they have something on me, they dragged my ass in here and I have to go through everything all over again. Make this stop,” I let out as I look at Julien, who is as annoyed as I am. “I know. This is getting out of hand. It’s like the district attorney is trying to use you as an example for the rich and famous.” He says, and I nod as we walk down the steps from the police station. As usual, the press is eating this up even though I know the team had Tatum making things better for my side. Quickly, I grab my phone and scroll through the news to find the press release she sent. I read everything as soon as the car door closes and I finally have some privacy to be alone with my thoughts. I read the entire thing and smile. I can almost hear her words as I read it. The way she bites her lower lip when she is focused and how she talks to herself without noticing. I can almost see her sitting in her office typing away while her phone pings a
Fred POVMy phone has been ringing nonstop, and I am getting really annoyed. Jude is so drunk at this point that Richard takes him to the guest room and calls Bonnie to let her know he will sleep there. Obviously, she flipped the lid and was on her way here.Diego was already waiting for me downstairs with his daughter. As soon as I enter the car, the girl smiles at me and I offer her my hand. “Hi, I’m Fred,” I say, and she shyly accepts it, shaking it.“I’m Marta,” she says and I smile.“That’s a beautiful name. Your dad tells me you play hockey?” I ask, trying to make the girl feel a little more comfortable. I know how overwhelming it can be to meet your hero. She smiles and nods her head as she fiddles with her hands on her lap.“Yeah, I play right wing,” she says and I smile. “I started as a goalkeeper but the coach thought I was wasted there, so he moved me forward,”
Tatum POVMarta is the sweetest teenager I have ever met, that girl can make everyone smile with how caring and smart she is. I see a little of myself in her; I used to be like that, but unfortunately, some people got a hold of my innocence and kindness and destroyed it. I hope she can fight that off; I hope she can find someone who will treasure the way she is, someone who will lie down roses on the floor for her to walk on, someone who will treat her like a Queen.I can see movement in our direction and when I look it’s him, It’s Fred walking towards us, the way he walks with one hand in his pocket and the other on his side, the way his eyes scan my body makes me want to disappear into a hole and never come out. I look directly into his eyes and I can’t help but remember his eyes locked on mine while he was with his head between my legs. I stiffen as I bite my lower lip, closing my legs tighter together as I can feel the wetness.After some s
Fred POVBeing home with Tatum and Grace is the best feeling in the world. The last couple of months after Tatum went to Mara have been absolutely insane. You see, when you think things happen for a reason; you think always good things, now I think of bad things as well. I never thought I would say the words I am about to say, but I admire Thatcher Hill. The man was a hero and no one will ever know. He died to save his family.After Tatum asked me to distract the police officers during that day, Thatcher came to me and told me the most insane plan. He was so nervous that I actually felt bad for the guy. He told me about Mara’s plan to kill Tatum and how he pretended to be on her side. How he pretended to be in love with Mara so he could find out what she was doing. He figured out a while ago that Mara was losing her shit. So he started playing a part with her. I have to say; the guy was a genius, and I feel bad that Grace lost her father because a woman was obses
Tatum POV“Sit,” Mara says, pointing at the armchair next to me. I look at the chair and then at my daughter, who is so scared. I wish I could just run to her and give her a hug, but Mara is not okay, and she has a gun. I don’t want her to use that. I have nothing to defend myself and I am not stupid enough to do it without a gun.“You see Tatum, you always got everything that I wanted, you always got everyone’s attention while we were growing up, and then in college, all the boys wanted you, and I always thought I was invisible,” she says and I shake my head.“What are you talking about? I was bullied when we were kids. They all made fun of me, and you were always defending me. You know everyone hated me,” I say, and she laughs out loud as she goes back to brushing Grace’s hair.“No. They loved you, and the only way they had to get your attention was by doing that, and I kept them away. You alwa
Tatum POV “I am not letting you leave this apartment on your own,” Fred says, and I cross my arms as I stare directly into his eyes. “Get out of my way Fred, I am being serious, this is about my daughter, and if you don’t understand I have to go alone that’s not my problem, you don’t have kids, you don’t understand, I would do anything for my kid, now move out of my way,” I say and Fred shakes his head. I can see the fear in his eyes, but I honestly don’t care right now. “Grace needs me. If you don’t move right now, I will end our relationship. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t understand my need to save my daughter,” I say, and now he is angry. I can see is in his posture as his entire body stiffens. “Are you for real right now? I just want to go with you. That woman is crazy and I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you,” Fred says, and I take one step toward him. “Are you going to forgive yourself if anything happens to Grace because you are being stubborn and
Fred POV“Fuck, I didn’t want you to find out like this,” I let out through greeted teeth. I bet Thatcher released that information. My management team said they wouldn’t release the information, and they requested the other team to maintain silence about the offer for the contract.“Find out what? That you’re moving to a different country? Or find out that you’re hiding contract offers from me?” Tatum asks me, I can hear the pain in her voice and I know I should’ve told her about what Thatcher is doing, but I was trying to find another way, and then this happened and… Fuck.“I am not going,” I say as I look directly at Thatcher and he shakes his head slightly, watching me. His eyes blazing with anger as Tatum covers her face with her hands. She leans forward and I touch her back, but she moves away from my touch.“You can’t,” she lets out. If I wasn’t paying
Tatum POVI still can’t believe what is happening. Thatcher is going crazy as he walks around the house, pacing, taking deep breaths, and punching walls. He is controlling his anger, even though now would be a good moment to let go and explode, because that’s how I feel and that’s exactly what I want to do. Explode.Everything Thatcher told me about Mara seems so weird to me, I never thought she would be interested in him, she always seemed so annoyed by him, and now it kind of makes sense, if he turned her down for me… No guy turns her down for me. She is amazingly beautiful, bubbly, and the life of the party. I was always bullied and made fun of, shy, and she always took me under her wing.I bet it didn’t feel good for her to be rejected because of her best friend. If I had known, I probably wouldn’t have gotten involved with Thatcher, but then I wouldn’t have Grace. I think Mara would never hurt Grace. She wouldn&rsq
Tatum POVToday has been a day from hell, and I am exhausted. I have been dealing with a girl claiming she is pregnant by one of our guys. He swears he has never seen the girl in his life and this is becoming absolutely stupid. Obviously, DNA test will be done. Why can’t these guys keep it in their pants? Is it that difficult?I am picking up Grace today, Thatcher had a meeting with his management team and I know he can’t tell them he can’t just show up, they are all in negotiations for the new season, who’s staying on the team, who gets transferred. It’s always a very stressful time for everyone involved.I know Fred hasn’t received any transfer offers and I have to say I am happy about that. I don’t know how I would feel if he left New York. I know it’s not impossible, but it would be difficult to maintain a long-distance relationship especially because they travel a lot during the season. Obviously, at some point, he would come to New York and the team would go to wherever he is, b
Fred POVLetting Tatum leave my side is the worst thing I have to do every day. We’re still hiding our relationship from the press and from the public and I am enjoying this time just the two of us, without people knowing, without people making up stories about us.I have to say the most surprising thing that has happened since Tatum and I got together was Thatcher calling me and asking to meet for a chat. And that’s why I am getting ready now. I am going to be face to face with my team captain who hates my guts and loves the woman I love. He thinks he has some stupid claim over her because they have a child together.Even though Tatum says he has been great, not standing in the way and keeping up the appearances she needs, he is not really talking to her. He has been avoiding her like the plague for the last week. I put my watch on before I grab everything else I need before I leave the house.We agreed to meet at the stadium, as it would be the most private place we could be without
Tatum POV“Come, I want you to meet my mother and my brothers officially,” Fred says, and I look at him with horror plastered all over my face. We have been fucking for hours on end inside this room and I bet they know that and he expects me to meet them right after a full-on sex session?“Are you sure now is the best time for us to do this? This room smells of sex, and so do we. We haven’t even showered. I have dry cum down my legs and you expect me to meet your mother?” I say and he chuckles as he lightens up a little. He doesn’t look as sad as he was, but he doesn’t look like his old self as well.I know what happened took a big toll on his life, and I know he will never be the same person he was before. Events like these tend to change a person, and the way it happened is bound to leave a mark on him. Fred will always be associated with Caroline’s suicide. He decided to keep her letter private. He prefers to be seen as the bad guy than to expose her. He is a brave man, a good man,
Tatum POV Julien sent me the address to Fred’s mother’s house. That’s where I am supposed to meet him. The coast is clear there because she is with him and the press won’t be around the house, not when they are not there. His family has been through the scrutiny eye of the press and everyone around them. The amount of scandals they have been going through is unbelievable. Their father is one of the biggest fuck ups in their lives, and I can’t even imagine how they all feel about him, what I read about the man he is a piece of shit and he uses their name and money for many fucked up things. Fred never really talks about him, and when he does, I can hear the hatred in his voice. The man is terrible. The Uber stops at the gate and presses the button, and I lean forward to speak. “How can I help you?’ I hear someone say. “Tea Time,” I say as the code word that Julien told me to say. The gates open and the Uber driver takes me to the front door. The house is gigantic, and I never thought