Olivia
I go back over to the house after giving Liam the sandwiches I made for him. I don’t think Liam was expecting me to make the sandwiches just to be nice. There was nothing else behind it.
I also know I’m kind of lying to myself. I like Liam, but I’m not going to get involved with him. I know he doesn’t do relationships, and to be honest, I don’t do relationships with jocks.
Anthony and Brett are in the living room when I walk in. Before anything can be said, Brett speaks up.
“There’s no excuse for last night; it was out of control. I take full responsibility because I didn’t say no to my teammates and the puck bunnies,” he says.
“Puck bunnies?” I ask.
“Girls that hang around banging hockey players,” Brett explains.
“Oh, well, Brett, I’m glad you realized it was an issue. It ca
