Jaxon’s POV
Watching how Trey’s jaw had clenched when I massaged Hazel's leg meticulously felt way better than sliding a puck right in between a goalie's legs smoothly, it's the kind of victory that made the crowd go wild because of you.
I’d played my move perfectly, and Trey had taken the bait like a rookie defenseman caught off guard. He hated me right now and that was exactly what I wanted.
This wasn’t just about the sun, the pool, or the stupid sunscreen. This was about reminding Trey that Hazel was not under his charm anymore. I know it's not part of the deal with Hazel to make Trey jealous but he damned deserved it.
Trey’s jaw was locked so tight I thought he might do something crazy. The way his hands curled into fists at his sides, and the way he was glaring at me like I’d just
