“Do you like her?” Asher grinned at me. “Have you got a little crush on her or something?”
“She’s a nice girl and you fucking ruined her whole night. Who the hell does that?”
“Anicegirl? Evan, she’s a fucking loser. She’s an annoying little bitch who—”
I gave Asher a harsh push against the metal behind us. “Don’t fucking call her that.”
“Hey, hey, hey!” Hudson was suddenly right next to us, shoving a hand between me and Asher. “We just finished ourfirstgame of the season and you two are already fighting?”
“What’s your fucking deal?” Asher sneered. “I think you do have a crush on her. How cute.”
“And what if I do? What the hell does it mean to you?” I let Hudson push me backwards. I wanted to run forward, wanted to get my hands on Asher again, but the look my captain was giving me told me I’d be risking it.
“It doesn’t mean shit to me.” Asher adjusted his shirt. “You can do what you fucking want.”
“How about you just stay away from her?” I asked with gritted teeth. “Don’t fucking go near her.”
“Do you seriously wanna fuck her?” Asher asked, still with that same smile on his face. “Is that what you want? ‘Cause if that’s what you want, I won’t stop you. Just make sure to wear protection. Is stuttering genetic? You don’t wanna end up with a kid like that, right?”
I hissed, leaping at Asher, so ready to rip his fucking head off. But I felt at least three pairs of hands on me yanking me back. The amount of rage I was feeling required more than one person to get me away from Asher.
“Just keep that fucking mouth shut!” I snapped at Asher, letting the guys drag me away from him. That was a good thing for Asher, ‘cause if I got my hands on him, I wasn’t gonna hold back. “Don’t go near her!”
“Jesus Christ, Evan,” Hudson mumbled into my ear.
I fully realized how aggressive I was being. Asher glared at me, held up against the lockers by our wide-eyed, confused looking goalie. Since Tanner was in the net most of the time, he didn’t really get into any fights. So suddenly having to get in the middle of one was probably a little wild for him.
Either way, I didn’t have to explain why I felt the way I did. That didn’t matter. Daisy and her honor were the only things that mattered in that moment.
“Take that one outside.” Hudson nodded at Asher. “Whenthis onecalms down, maybe they can talk this out.”
“No, I don’t wanna talk.” I pulled myself away from Hudson’s hold on me, grabbing my bag off the bench. “I’m fucking outta here.”
I ignored whatever the hell Asher was saying under his breath. I couldn’t hear him and honestly, I didn’t even care about what he had to say.
Fighting with my teammates was something I never did. We always got along. But after that shit Asher had said about Daisy…
Fuck.
Maybe I liked her more than I realized.
Chapter 10
DAISY
The library at the University of Western Oregon was beyond gorgeous. There were rows and rows of books. Countless little spots for privacy. And most importantly, nobody seemed to care that I was in there. I wasn’t trying to hide. I was just there, being a normal student. It was an odd but relaxing feeling. I was doing my best to stop hiding. It was something I had become accustomed to after my school years had been ruined with cruelty and torment. All I wanted to do was move away from that old life.
But that was hard whenhewas here.
Sitting down at a free table, I got all my stuff out. There were a lot of readings to get stuck into, especially after I wasted time last Friday night. All that night proved was that Asher still loved putting me through the most humiliating experiences he could conjure up with.
Do you spit or swallow?
Ugh. The words had made me blush then. They were making me blush as I sat there in the library too. Asher always knew what to do and say to make me feel like I had a never-ending target on my back. The humiliation from that night hadn’t completely worn off.
And then Brie had to go and ask me if I was a virgin in front of everyone. I hadn’t even been kissed, but nobody needed to know that, especially Asher and his girlfriend.
Was she even his girlfriend?