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“No way,” I argue with my dad.
“Did you read what she said about you?”
“Yes. It’s all lies. I never treated her that way.”
“She was a bully.” Dad says the words I haven’t been able to say myself. “And that needs to be shared with the public. It’s not fair that she’s trying to ruin your career.”
“She’s not thinking about my career—Lacey doesn’t care about me. She only cares about herself … and she probably thought a tell-all would launch her forward.” I sigh, running my fingers through my hair as I sit in my car, waiting a few extra minutes before I go into practice at the rink.
I know Nila will be there, and for some reason, I can’t stomach seeing her right now. But it’s got nothing to do with the fact that she was in Tucker’s car last night.
Okay, well, maybe a little.
“Maybe if you call her and explain yourself, she can recant,” Dad continues. “The two of you dated for nearly six months. There must be something you can do.”
“Sure, we dated for six months, but I only saw her a handful of times in person. She doesn’t even really know me. Our entire relationship was long distance.”
“Yeah, so tell her that.”
“I don’t think it’ll work, Dad. The damage has already been done. And considering I punched a fan, it’s not implausible for—”
“There’s a difference between occasionally getting angry in defense of someone you love and being called a narcissist,” Dad cuts me off sternly. “Cam, you and I both know you’ve always been selfless. You’ve always put your friends and family first. You’re not the person she made you out to be.”
“Good luck convincing the world of that,” I snort, rubbing the emotions welling up in my eyes.
I feel like an idiot.
I should be angry. I should be making a huge scene, flipping tables or something. But instead, my eyes feel wet.
Gross.
“It’s worth a try.” His voice softens. “Just give her a call, will ya?”
I nod. “Okay, I’ll try.”
“Love you, son.”
I smile. “Yeah, love you, too. Good luck with your date tonight. Hopefully, she won’t dump you because of me.”
“She doesn’t even like hockey.”
“Perfect.” I laugh, hanging up and setting the phone on the console so I can finally breathe.
I never thought I’d have to talk to Lacey again, especially considering she’s the one who broke up with me. But I also never thought she’d say all those things about me.
I may have a reputation for being a hothead on the ice, but I would never treat a woman that way. My mom taught me better than that.
After a couple deep breaths, I pick my phone back up and scroll to her number—one I’ve almost deleted more than once.
Guess it’s a good thing I didn’t.
I hit the call button and put it up to my ear—so no one walking by will be able to hear—and then I brace myself.
“Um ... hello?” Her voice is as curt as always.
“Hey, Lacey, it’s Cameron,” I say robotically. The words don’t even feel like they’re coming out of my mouth.
She laughs. “Yeah, I know. I’ve been wondering when you’d call me.”
