Todos os capítulos de Fake Dating The Hockey Captain AKA My Roommate: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

127JAYDENTwo days later, the rhythmic scrape of ice skates cutting into fresh ice echoes off the high rafters of the arena. Bright white overhead lights flood the rink, casting crisp shadows as the team circles in our pre-game warm-ups.I'm supposed to be setting the tempo, but my head isn't in the arena at all. Every time I dig my edges into the ice to turn, all I can hear is Aurora’s voice from two nights ago near the quad. Couples therapy. The words have been looping in my head like a scratched record, keeping me awake long past midnight."Hey! Heads up, Cap!"A black rubber puck snaps hard against my stick blade, jarring my wrists and pulling me out of my thoughts. I stumble slightly on the receive... a sloppy mistake I haven't made since freshman year... and hastily wrist the puck back toward the drill line."Whoa, Jay. You alive over there?"Duke skids to a stop beside me, spraying a shower of shaved ice against the boards. He leans on his stick, his visor flipped up, scanning

AURORA"Just be open to a different perspective, Aurora," Marcel says, taking a small step back and tilting his head with that same infuriating, smirk. "You don't have to defend him like it's your job.""I am done talking to you," I cut him off.I don't wait for him to respond. Holding my throbbing right arm tight against my ribs, I shove past him, my shoulder brushing his jacket as I march toward the metal security doors of the player facility.The security guard at the entrance starts to step forward with a stern look, but as soon as he sees my face, his eyes widen. "Whoa, miss, are you...""I'm with Jayden," I push out through my swollen, bleeding lip, pointing a left hand at the bold #17 emblazoned across the oversized jersey hanging off me. "I need to get inside."He hesitates for a second, looking at the blood dripping onto the collar, before scanning his badge and pushing the heavy double doors open. "Locker room's down the hall to the left. You okay?""Fine," I mumble, slippin

AURORA His lips brush over mine gently, mindful of the swollen edge of my split lip.When he pulls back, his eyes are heavy, searching mine in the dim glow of the patio lights."Still okay?" Jayden whispers against my skin, his hands cradling my waist under his heavy coat."Better than okay," I murmur, sliding my left hand up behind his neck, pulling his head back down to mine.This time, the restraint begins to fray. The kiss deepens. He tilts his head, slanting his mouth over mine. I shift closer, pressing myself flat against his chest, my left hand tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.A sigh slips from my throat, immediately swallowed by him as his grip tightens around my waist, drawing me so flush against him that there isn't an inch of air left between us.I'm not even kidding when I say that every thought of Marcel, my family, and the stress waiting for us tomorrow simply evaporates. There’s only the consistent thrum of the lounge bass inside, the cold night air, and t

AURORA"Hey! Unlock this fucking door!" Malia screams, rushing forward and shaking the brass handle. "Mom! Elena! Let us out!""You'll get out when you two actually talk like sisters!" Elena's muffled voice shouts back through the wood. Footsteps recede down the hallway until total silence falls over the suite."Unbelievable!" Malia kicks the bottom of the door with her heel, letting out a frustrated scream. She spins around, as she locks her gaze onto me. "This is all your fault!"I sit down on the edge of the sofa, cradling my wrapped forearm. "My fault? How is this my fault?""Because everything was fine until you showed up!" Malia spat, pacing the length of the room. She crosses her arms tightly. "I had a life! I was the eldest daughter! My parents focused on me, my future, my whole existence! And then suddenly, out of nowhere, you pop up, and everybody acts like the lost princess has returned!""I told you I didn't ask for any of this...""Oh, shut up! Just shut up!" she shouts.

JAYDENI stand near the base of the staircase, leaning back against the archway with my hands shoved into my pockets. Up on the second floor.Greta and Elena exchange a look that I can't understand. It looks like an inside look. I feel like they've come to an understanding because Greta nods and walks up the steps. A moment later, the doors open.Aurora walks down the landing first, carefully holding her wrapped forearm against her stomach, with Malia right on her heels. The difference in the air between them is night and day. The rigid posture Malia had held earlier is gone. There’s a quiet, shared understanding in the way they walk down the steps side-by-side.Both mothers step closer to the foot of the stairs, their faces strained."So..." Elena starts, her voice raspy from crying as she wrings her hands. "How was the talk?"Aurora looks over at Malia, smiling softly."It was... surprisingly productive.""Yeah," Malia agrees, crossing her arms and letting out a quiet huff. "Nobody