All Chapters of Fake Dating The Hockey Star: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

​"What are you..." I tried to ask, my voice trembling in the tight space between us.​"Shhhh," Ethan whispered, his dark eyes searching mine with a quiet intensity.​For a second, time completely stopped. "There's something on your forehead," he murmured softly before blowing a gentle breath of air across my skin.​Afterward, neither of us moved. We stayed frozen in that dangerously close position neither saying a single word nor daring to pull away until Ethan suddenly shifted backward, breaking the trance, and walked into the restroom. I let out a heavy sigh of relief, sinking into the mattress.​I had honestly thought he was going to kiss me. And if he had, I knew deep down I wouldn't have had the strength to push him away.​When I heard the bathroom door click open a few minutes later, I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be sound asleep to avoid any awkwardness. I felt the bed dip as he lay down beside me.​"Oh, my Katie berry," I heard him whisper gently, his touch feather

"I knew she was going to get in!" my mother’s voice boomed through the house as I reached the bottom of the stairs, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.​"She's my daughter, after all," my dad chimed in proudly.​"What's with all the noise?" I asked, yawning.​My mom rushed over, her face glowing as she pressed a thick white envelope into my hands. My eyes widened instantly as I read the red lettering across the front.​"Oh my gosh!" I screamed in pure, unadulterated happiness. "I got in!"​I clutched the paper to my chest, tears of relief pricking my eyes. It was my official acceptance letter from New York University. "I'm so happy!"​"We are so proud of you, Kat," my mom said, squeezing my hands tightly.​My dad stepped forward, pulling me into a warm bear hug. "You were made for greatness, sweetheart," he murmured, stepping back with a beam. "Congratulations."​"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom."​My dad's expression softened into something gentler, quieter. "I heard about Ethan."​My hea

​I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating aggressively on the nightstand. I reached out and tapped the screen to see Janice’s name flashing.​"Hi, girl," I greeted, my voice thick with sleep.​"Are you still in bed?" she demanded. "Kat, our flight is in two hours!"​"I know," I muttered, sitting up and letting out a long yawn.​"Then get your butt ready!" she said. "I'll see you at the airport."​The line went dead. I scrambled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. After a quick shower, I pulled on a pair of baggy jeans, a fitted top, and a dark baseball cap, pulling my hair back into a low ponytail.​My bedroom door pushed open, and my parents walked in together.​"Good morning, Mom. Good morning, Dad."​"I see you're all ready," my dad said, his voice laced with heavy sadness.​I immediately rushed over and threw my arms around both of them, holding them tight. "I'll call you every single day. I promise."​"We're going to miss you so much, baby," my mom whispered, blinking ba

The next day came quickly. We went through our usual morning routine, getting dressed and prepping for our second day at the university.​"Did Felix send the driver?" I asked Janice as we stepped into the elevator.​"No," she replied, checking her phone.​Just as the elevator doors slid open in the grand lobby, one of the building security guards walked directly toward us.​"Good morning, ma'am," he greeted with a polite bow of his head. "I've been instructed to give this to you."​He handed me a small, sleek gift bag. I opened it and froze in complete shock.​"Our car keys," I whispered, pulling the two key fobs out.​Janice gasped. "That was fast! I thought shipping them from Chicago would take at least a week!"​"I guess Ethan made it happen a lot faster," I muttered.​We stepped out into the driveway to find both of our cars parked side by side spotless, detailed, and ready to drive.​"I missed you so much!" Janice squealed, running her hands dramatically over the hood of her car.

​"Good night, Katie," he said smoothly, leaning back against his leather seat and smirking at me. ​"Good night?" I asked, staring at him in utter disbelief. ​"What?" he asked, his smirk widening. "Were you expecting something else?" ​I glared at him, my cheeks burning. "Good night, Ethan." ​I grabbed my purse, opened the passenger door, and headed straight up to the penthouse as his sports car roared off into the night. ​"Hi, girl!" Janice greeted the second I stepped through the door. "What's up?" ​"Don't ask," I grumbled, slumping heavily onto the living room sofa. ​"Well, I saw the interview," she said, coming over to sit beside me. "Both of you did amazing. The chemistry was literally undeniable." ​I closed my eyes and nodded silently. ​Janice studied my face for a moment. "What's wrong?" ​"Do you... do you think Ethan still finds me attractive?" I suddenly blurted out. ​Janice blinked, then let out a light laugh. "What is that supposed to mean?" ​I ended up recounting