Page 97 of Sweet Collide


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Dread pools in my stomach at the sight of his smarmy face. He’s the last person I want to deal with today. I have too much to do, and he’s sure to ruin my entire day.

“Watch out,” I say, pushing past him.

“Wait, Cassie, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“It’s Cassidy,” I snap, not bothering to stop.

“Please.” Something in his tone has me stopping and turning back toward him. I have one eyebrow raised and a fist on my right hip.

I swipe my hand out, motioning that he has the floor.

“Thank you,” he says, which sounds all wrong coming from him. “Listen, I just wanna apologize. I went way too far. I should’ve never said any of those things.”

My eyes narrow, running over his face for any indication that this is some kind of joke. When I don’t find anything off, I grow even more suspicious.

“Are you sick?”

His head juts back a bit. “What?”

“Are you sick? Ill? Dying?” I snip. “Something’s off with you.”

He chuckles, raising both hands. “I’m fine. I just owed you an apology. I’d had too much to drink that night and went too far.”

“You can’t blame alcohol, Billy. You’ve done plenty of shitty things completely sober.”

He swallows, nodding several times. “That’s true. I’m just sorry.”

My eyes narrow further on Billy, as I try to find a hidden agenda, but today, he just appears repentant. Which puts me on edge. I can’t let my guard down. It wouldn’t be the first time I did...

That time didn’t end well for me.

“Okay,” I say, not having the words.

I can’t forgive him. I hate the asshole, but I can at least acknowledge his attempt at making things right.

“I appreciate that. Have a good practice.”

He offers me a tight-lipped smile. “See you around.”

God, I hope not.

I’m halfway through my shopping trip when I remember to call Emma. I’ve been a horrible friend as of late. Too preoccupied with a guy who doesn’t even know who I really am, to even remember the person who knows all my secrets.

Well… most.

I pull up her number and click to call. It rings twice before I hear her huff down the line.

“’Bout time you keep your promises, Cass the ass.”

I snort. “That’s a new one.”

“Yeah, well… I haven’t had a reason to bust it out until now. I need gossip,” she whines. “I’m dying over here.”

“Not much to tell. I’ve been busy playing keeper to the NHL’s sexiest player of the year while being tormented by his team. Well… only one major asshole. But I set him straight.”

“That’s my girl,” she praises. “Wait… what? Who’s the asshole?”

I sigh. “He’s inconsequential. You’d likely not even know him. Billy something or other.”

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