Todos os capítulos de Fake Dating The Hockey Captain AKA My Roommate: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

118VANESSAAURORA "That's enough!" Arthur takes an aggressive step forward, pointing a finger at Jayden's face. "You don't talk to her like that, and you certainly don't talk to me like that under my roof! You think because you went out there, played poor, and worked like a dog in the gutters that you're some kind of man? You are nothing without the Vale name, boy. Nothing!"I feel the blood boil in my veins. My hands curl into tight fists at my sides, my protective instincts flaring up that I almost step past Jayden to yell at the old bastard myself. He's a fucking monster. And the nerve of this monster... standing in his house, sipping whiskey, acting like he hadn't spent decades terrorizing his own flesh and blood."I built my life with my own two hands," Jayden says, stepping right up into his father's space, towering over the old man by an inch, completely fearless. "I didn't need a single cent of your blood money. I came here for Celina. That's it. So say whatever the hell yo

120I AM NOT HIM JAYDENThe engine of the sedan is screaming, but it’s nothing compared to the noise inside my head.Rain streaks across the glass of the sedan, blurring the city lights into smears of red and white. My hands are still shaking. The adrenaline hasn't left my bloodstream... it's curdling there, turning into something thick, toxic, and heavy. I can still feel the weight of that heavy crystal decanter. I can still feel the recoil of the steel butt of the gun impacting my father’s jaw.I almost killed him. I was a fraction of a second away from putting a bullet through Arthur Vale’s forehead and watching his brains splatter across his precious marble floors."Drive faster," I growl at the driver, my knuckles white where I’m gripping the edge of the dashboard."S...sir...," the driver stammers, eyeing me like I’m a live bomb. "I’m doing sixty-five...""I said faster."In the backseat, the silence is suffocating. Celina is breathing in shuddering, wet hiccups, holding her st

122CELINAJAYDEN"I've been in that bed for six hours staring at the ceiling, Jay," she says, stepping fully into the living area. She's wearing a pair of oversized grey sweatpants from my duffel bag and a long-sleeve tee, her hand resting over the swell of her stomach. "My brain won't shut off.""Are you feeling okay?" Aurora asks immediately, stepping away from the bar and walking over to her. "No cramping? No pain?""I'm okay," Celina sighs, walking toward the large velvet sofa in the center of the room and letting herself sink into the cushions with a heavy exhale. "The baby's kicking like crazy, but I think it's just reacting to the fact that I haven't fed it real food since yesterday afternoon.""I'll order room service right now," I say, reaching for the suite's landline on the side table. "What do you want? Pancakes? Eggs? Toast?""Fruit, maybe. And oatmeal," Celina says softly. She leans her head back against the sofa cushion, staring up at the high ceiling. "And... I don't

124SEPERATINGJAYDEN"She wants to be near Bryce," Aurora points out. "And his family has the resources to stand up to Arthur locally. You brought her to safety today, Jayden. You got her out of that house. That was the hard part. Now you have to be smart."I turn back toward the living room. Celina is watching me, her hands folded over her bump."Jay," Celina says. "I don't want you ruining your life for me. You worked so hard to get into school, to build a life away from him with Aurora. If you get arrested because of me, Arthur wins. He gets to destroy both of us.""I'm not letting him win," I say, stepping back toward her."Then let me stay with Bryce's family," she says. "It's local. It's safe. Jules can't claim you took me across state lines if I voluntarily walk into the home of my baby's father. I'll fight him in family court here."I stand there for a long moment, weighing everything. The urge to smash something, to go back to the estate and finish what I started, burns hot

126THERAPY TALK CONTD.JAYDEN"You're in?," "I'm in, baby," I whisper, leaning down to capture her mouth with mine.I wrap both arms tightly around her waist, pulling her against my chest until the plastic forks and half-eaten paper boxes sitting on the brick wall are completely forgotten. She hums against my lips, her fingers tangling into the short hair at the nape of my neck, sliding upward until her hands are resting against my jaw. I deepen it, parting her lips with mine, tasting the sweet dusting of sugar from the dough she was just eating.When I finally pull back, both of us are breathing a little harder."Okay," I say, resting my nose against hers, my hands remaining planted on her hips. "Now explain to me how this actually works. How do we even get a therapist?"Aurora giggles, her thumb lightly tracing my cheekbone. "It's not as terrifying as you're making it sound in your head, Jay. We just... look for one.""Look for one where?" I ask, my eyebrows pulling together. The