Chapter 15: Public Distractions
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Jake thrived on the ice as the days passed, buoyed by Maeve's unwavering support. Every time he skated, he felt her presence—her belief pushing him to give his best. He was regaining not just his physical strength but also a sense of purpose that had eluded him during his recovery.
However, the whispers grew louder. Articles began to surface about the star player and his unexpected relationship with the physical therapist he was seeing, creating a frenzy among fans and media alike.
Jake's popularity skyrocketed, but so did the scrutiny. He felt the pressure of being in the public eye, the weight of expectations both on and off the ice.
One evening, after a particularly grueling practice, Jake found Maeve in the player's lounge. She was scrolling through her phone, her expression tight as she read the latest article that had dropped.
"Did you see this?" she asked, holding the phone out for him to see. The headline read: "Hockey's Heartthrob: Jake Mercer's Romantic Distraction?"
Jake's heart sank as he read the comments below, filled with opinions ranging from support to scorn. "They're not holding back, are they?" he said, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
"It's just noise, Jake," Maeve said, her voice steady. "But it's hard to ignore, I get that."
"Are you okay?" he asked, stepping closer. "I hate that this is affecting you too."
"I'm fine. Really," she replied, though her eyes betrayed a hint of uncertainty. "It's just... I wasn't prepared for this level of attention. I want to support you, but I also need to protect my own space."
Jake took a deep breath, the weight of their situation settling heavily on his shoulders. "Maybe we should consider how we navigate this. I don't want you to feel overwhelmed."
She looked up at him, her expression softening. "Let's not rush into any decisions. We can talk it through and figure out what works for both of us."
"Together," he echoed, feeling a surge of relief. "I want us to be strong—on and off the ice."
Without thinking, Jake pulled Maeve into an embrace, holding her tightly as if anchoring himself to her unwavering support. As he leaned down, their lips met in a fiery kiss, filled with the urgency of everything they had yet to face.
When they finally pulled away, both breathless and wide-eyed, Jake felt a sense of belonging that he hadn't felt in a long time.
He pulled back, a smile breaking across his face. "We can tackle anything together." His ringtone broke them apart. Jake checked his caller ID to see his dad calling him. Jake couldn't help but groan out loud and roll his eyes.
He met Maeve's eye and mumbled, "Well, almost anything."
He slid the phone to answer it, figuring he should get this over now.
"Hey, Dad." Jake reluctantly greeted his father.
"Son, what am I reading about you dating your therapist? What's going on?"
"It's not what you think. Or it is, but not what everyone is saying." Jake kept eye contact with Maeve, hoping she can send him all her strength to finish this phone call.
"Look, we just started seeing each other after my therapy finished. Nothing racy happened so that you can chill. And she is not a distraction. But what's between Maeve and me is just between us."
"Son, dating in your prime isn't a good idea. How are you going to focus on a championship? You just got back on the ice. You think she can handle all your travel for games."
"Dad, I appreciate your concern. What I'll say on the matter is that I am back on the ice, better than ever, because Maeve helped get me here. So, instead of trying to drive a wedge in my relationship, why don't you find other ways to help support me and maybe thank her? I appreciate your call, but I have to go. I love you, Dad."
His dad grumbled a little bit, and he could hear his mom telling his dad to leave him alone.
"Fine, I'll talk to you soon. I love you too."
Jake realized that while the world outside was loud and chaotic, the bond they shared was what truly mattered. With Maeve by his side, he felt ready to face whatever challenges came their way, both as an athlete and as a man in love.
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