Todos os capítulos de Fake Dating The Hockey Captain AKA My Roommate: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

107MAKING OUT 2 JAYDENI tighten my grip on her waist, laughing a little as I capture her lips once more. This time, it's just us, isolated in the warmth of my bedroom, locked in our own little world.Kissing her makes me forget all about my family and also makes me forget about her family saga. Her hand's slide down my neck, her palms pressing flat against my chest before her fingers hook into the button."I want this off." She says, undoing the buttons one by one. The shirt comes off and she connects our lips again. I hum against her mouth, deepening the already deep kiss, my tongue sliding past her lips to taste her completely. She gasps, a sweet, quiet sound that goes straight to my gut, and arches her back into the touch of my hands.My palms slide up the skin of her thighs, bunching up the hem of her dress as I guide her hips to fit against mine. She shifts on my lap, her knees tightening around my waist, and the gentle friction of her body pressing right against the head of

109RED LIGHT AURORA I stare at him with wide, pleading eyes, doing my absolute best to pull off the most convincing pout I can manage."Absolutely not, babe. No." He says flatly."Jayden, please!" I groan, stepping closer and catching his wrists. "You said yourself I need to practice! How am I supposed to get my license if you panic every time I touch the steering wheel?""Sweet girl it's called being careful. You know the woman who lives two blocks away?" His brows raise."Mrs. Higgins? The baker?" "Yeah. You mounted the curb into Mrs. Higgins' hydrangeas yesterday," he reminds me, his eyes narrowing. "The poor woman was standing on her porch holding a watering can, looking at us like we were terrorists.""I was avoiding a squirrel!" I shoot back defensively, throwing my hands up. "It was an act of mercy. Besides, your passenger-side mirror survived, didn't it?""Barely," he mutters, shaking his head as he stands up from the bed. "It’s folded in right now because it's practically

111DISBELIEF JAYDENI watch through the windshield until the doors of the arena swings shut behind her. The second Aurora’s figure disappears into the lobby, I let out a long, slow breath and lean my head back against the leather headrest.I stay like that for a solid minute, listening to the soft hum of the idling engine, before pulling myself together and shifting the car into drive.Ten minutes later, I'm pulling into the cavernous parking lot of the university athletic center. The smell of fresh ice, rubber matting, and stale sweat hit me the moment I push through the side entrance, heading straight past the weight room toward the coaching offices overlooking the main rink.Coach is behind his desk, surrounded by stacks of printouts, video analysis tablets, and half-empty coffee cups. He doesn't even look up from the tablet screen when I knock twice on the open door frame."You're twenty minutes late for the scheduled meeting..." Coach grunts, tapping the screen to pause a clip

113FLIGHT HOMEJAYDEN The morning light cuts through the gap in the blinds, landing straight across my eyes. For a second, my brain tries to convince me it’s just another Friday, but the heavy pit in my stomach instantly sets the record straight.Today is the day I go back.I turn my head on the pillow, and the suffocating weight in my chest eases just a little. Aurora is sound asleep beside me. Her face is buried halfway into my chest, one arm draped over my waist, holding me to the bed. I lie there in the quiet room for a few minutes, just watching the way her dark eyelashes brush against her cheek, trying to memorize this version of us... the version that exists before my family gets their claws into it."Sweetheart," I murmur, my voice raspy from sleep. I brush a strand of hair back from her forehead. "Hey, my baby. Wake up."She grunts, burying her face deeper into my chest, her fingers tightening on my shirt. "Five more minutes.""We've got a flight to catch, baby. Duke's goi

115FELICIA JAYDEN I stare at her, my eyebrows pulling together in disbelief. "Damn... that's some trashy behavior.""I know," she sobs, shivering as she rubs her bare arms. "He's an asshole!""Have you tried calling security?" I ask, keeping my hands jammed in my pockets and taking a solid step back."No, I can't!" she gasps out, shaking her head, fresh tears tracking down her cheeks. "It'll piss him off! I don't want to piss him off!"I let out a low breath, looking between her and the shut door. "So what do you want me to do?"She looks up at me with desperate, wide eyes, her voice dropping to a needy pitch. "Can you... can you let me sleep in your room for just tonight?"My head snaps back. "What?""Please!" she starts rambling instantly, her words a scrambled mess. "Just on the floor! Or the chair! I won't even make a sound, I swear. I just need a place to stay until tomorrow because my car keys are inside and my phone is on the counter and if I go down to the lobby like this t