Chapter Twenty Seven

Marcus’ POV

I rest my elbow on my knee, curling my bicep as my mind runs rampant. It’s been three days, three long ass days since our epic win against the Vipers, and though we’ve managed to keep up the winning streak, it’s becoming harder and harder to pull ahead of our opponents, I know it’s because of my lack of lucky charm.

My game is getting sluggish, my skates slower and I don’t know what to do about it. I need Rory, well, I need her birthmark but I have no idea how to get access to it.

I grunt as I lift the weight again, my muscles flexing in the mirror but I hardly notice, too caught up in my own dilemma. Other than her first name, I know nothing about the woman who has unwittingly become the very foundation of my winning streak, I can’t even look her u……