Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain

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o live like it's my last. Living carefully, being the good girl, hasn't

, creditors on our backs, a leaking and caving roof, or counting down to when we'll be homeless again. One gap year spiraled into two, and

e

s d*** like the other girls have been d

ed at his desk at the head of the office hall, his gigantic feet out and crossed on a small ottoman

that cost him a position he's been vying for. Maybe. But he'

fired?" Mabel, my sweet colleague, murmurs, sadly he

rs like a fool. Always the

rns my mug. She's been hoarding it for months. And in two months, she went from a zero-experience office assistant to a pe

tare and force

She shrugs, slippin

a bus than hang out wit

s under her breath

aid that

ignation flashing in them, and eve

ice scraping my ears wrong as he sits up. " U

es, putting the last piece of my belongings into my b

ke enough money, and

that 2 y

king hard. Pulled all-

hat fat pig over there kept cutting my pay, hoping I'd eventually give in t

t," I utter withou

ll-a sound that tells me I'm digging m

e now, Anne-Marie..." Rachael si

don't work for that harasser anymore. The attention is all yours now. I hope

th horror, her fa

aggers to the floor, almost landing flat on her back. Silly thing left all the

his cold, unforgiving gaze on

over me for months, turning me into their slave because I always took on extra work, hoping to be compen

ing me texts and atrociously vulgar images of himself, bugging me to come o

u're going scot-free!" He barks, marching toward m

aw t

I pick up my breakfast bowl of oats and fling it in his face. The lid flies off f

s, hands

, drowning the horrified no

eing such an awful boss an

ing him hard on his shin. He splutters a foul w

g to go fu– some random stranger at the club for free. He's going t

I stifle a laugh at how terrible he looks.

ked pictures of you to the police and accuse you

alls to t

t didn't matter that he

ng Rachael staring at me with hatred

her head

u, too,

ite, turning

h me, being nice instead of overworking, underpaying, and harassing me would have been a start. Then, going to the gym would have incr

l at his shin

o get one for myself tonight to celebrat

a

ack into the office. Everyone freezes as soon a

post those pictures as soon as I'm

, standin

ie?!" Mab

rt. I need my money as soon as possible... I've actually scheduled the post for six p.m. Di

ever, I take my phone ou

our place. Ju

his fire burning in my chest by reminding me of all the problems and

ne vib

to see your horrible boss again. But wh

Both. And I might be do

ice:

h, I type my response before I change my

she's losin

face down and look out the window, awaiting her

laid out on her bed-tiny denim shorts, a sheer shimmery silver crop top, a

're getting f

ar