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Chapter 10: Two Pink Lines
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The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 12: The Clinic Trap
CLARA’S POV My breath froze in my throat. The low hum of Ethan’s idling engine vibrated through the quiet morning air, carrying across the frostbitten grass. Through the tinted glass of his black SUV, I knew his eyes were scanning every corner of the dorm courtyard. If he saw me walking toward the municipal transit stop at dawn, he would follow me, force me into his passenger seat, and demand to know where I was going. I backed up into the deep shadow of the dorm’s brick pillar. Without making a sound, I turned and slipped around the side of the building, cutting through the narrow service alley between the residential halls. I ducked behind the tall, overgrown evergreen hedges that lined the campus bike path, moving quickly while keeping my head down. My heart hammered against my ribs until I finally crossed the eastern perimeter of campus, well out of sight of Ethan’s surveillance. The county bus was already pulling up to the curb, its air brakes hissing in the morning mist
The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 11: The Ice-Cold Bluff
CLARA’S POV The glowing screen on my desk seemed to burn straight through the dim room. Is the baby mine? Those four words felt like a physical blow to my ribs. My heart slammed against my sternum so hard I was terrified Jaxon would feel the frantic rhythm through my back. Every instinct screamed at me to hide, to run, to rewind time before any of this mess began. I swallowed the lump of acid rising in my throat and used the movement of pulling away from Jaxon to shove the plastic test stick deeper into the sleeve of my oversized sweatshirt. The hard, cool plastic bit into my wrist, hidden safely beneath the ribbed cuff. "You're shaking, Clara," Jaxon said softly. His hands lingered on my waist for a second before he reluctantly dropped them, his dark eyes searching my face with sharp concern. "Your skin is completely pale. Let me get you some water." "I'm fine, really," I managed to say, my voice sounding thin and breathless even to my own ears. "Just... overwhelmed." "Sit
The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 10: Two Pink Lines
CLARA’S POV The bathroom lock clicked into place with a sharp, hollow snap while Jaxon stood waiting on the other side of the door. I had barely cracked the main dorm room open three inches, just enough to catch a glimpse of his dark, worried eyes and murmur through ragged breaths that I needed sixty seconds, before darting straight into the tiny en-suite bathroom and sealing myself inside. My chest rose and fell in shallow, jagged gasps. My ribs felt like an iron cage compressing around my lungs, suffocating every breath before it could reach my bloodstream. My fingers trembled so violently that I nearly dropped the small cardboard box into the porcelain sink. I ripped the packaging open with desperate, frantic tugs, tearing through the foil wrapper with my teeth. The white plastic test felt impossibly light in my hand, yet it carried the terrifying weight of my entire future. I followed the instructions through blurred vision, set the stick flat across the edge of the
The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 9: Something I Can't Hide
CLARA’S POV The violent wave of nausea hit me so fast I did not even have time to excuse myself. One second, Professor Davis was droning on about athletic sponsorship contracts on the lecture hall projector. The next, a sour, burning heat surged from the pit of my stomach straight into my throat, turning my mouth watery and cold. The fluorescent lights overhead seemed to strobe violently, and the air in the packed room suddenly felt completely devoid of oxygen. I knocked my notebook and water bottle off the wooden desk as I scrambled to my feet. A dozen students turned to stare, but I could not bring myself to care. I clamped a trembling hand over my mouth, shoved past the crowded row of chairs, and burst through the heavy exit doors into the empty hallway. My boots skidded on the polished linoleum as I dove into the nearest restroom, barely making it over a porcelain sink before my stomach violently heaved. I dry-heaved until my ribs ached and tears stung the co
The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 8: The Rival's Warning
CLARA’S POV By eight o'clock the next morning, I could barely walk ten feet across campus without feeling a dozen pairs of eyes burning into my back. The whispers started the second I stepped out of my dorm and followed me all the way down the central quad. Groups of students huddled near the fountain, their phones tilted toward each other as they scrolled through the campus athletic forums. I did not need to look at my screen to know what was on the front page. Pictures from the Blue Line Grill had already gone viral. There were blurry shots of Ethan standing over a puddle of shattered glass and beer, looking murderous, alongside clear photos of Jaxon holding my hand in front of the entire athletic department. Worse, someone had managed to snap a picture of us in the dimly lit courtyard afterward, right as Jaxon pulled me into that breathtaking, fiercely possessive kiss against the brick wall. The entire hockey community at St. Jude’s was in an absolute frenzy. I pulled my co
The Hockey Player’s Pretend Girlfriend Chapter 7: The Rules of the Game
CLARA’S POV The crisp night air hit my overheated skin the second the heavy side door clicked shut behind us. Jaxon led me out into a quiet, cobblestone courtyard tucked between The Blue Line Grill and an adjacent brick gallery. The muffled noise of seventy hockey players, clinking glasses, and raised voices vanished behind the thick emergency exit, replaced by the distant hum of campus traffic and the rustle of autumn leaves in the breeze. My pulse was still hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Adrenaline buzzed under my skin, making my fingers twitch. I leaned back against the cool brick wall, exhaling a long, trembling breath that formed a faint cloud of white mist in the evening chill. Jaxon did not let go of my hand. He turned toward me beneath the dim glow of a wrought-iron lantern. The golden light caught the sharp angle of his jaw and the fierce intensity in his dark eyes. He looked over every inch of me, his gaze scanning from my face down to the hem of my emera
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