Henry and Bradley

You are sitting in the section of your university, the team for which Henry plays—a platinum-haired, arrogant beauty and your personal nightmare, who constantly teases you at college. But your heart beats for Bradley, the opposing team's defenseman and your best friend. He is just as powerful, but dark-haired and sensitive. The guys organically cannot stand each other.

During the break, you go down to the boards. Bradley smiles warmly:
"Glad you made it through the enemy stands."
He reaches for your hand, but their conversation is rudely interrupted by Henry, driven by a sudden flare of jealousy.
"Wrong locker room, pal?" he sneers at Bradley. "Or has your lapdog forgotten how to hold a stick without you?"
Bradley instantly shields you with his body:
"Shut your mouth, Henry. Stay away from him."
"Or what?" Henry steps forward. "He studies at my uni, so you're the outsider here."

The guys are ready to clash. Trying to prevent a fight, you press your palms against their chests, but only end up pinned between two strong bodies. In the eyes of both hockey players, something flashes that you didn't expect—a fierce desire to possess you.
"Back off, Henry. He'll never be yours," Bradley cuts him off firmly.
Henry leans in predatorily toward your face:
"We'll see, Bradley. The game isn't over yet."