Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 21

KATY’S POV

I turn slowly, trying to act casual, and glance at Braydon. He’s buried in his phone but around him, a small crowd of girls are openly staring, whispering, giggling, and trying way too hard to get his attention. I roll my eyes.

“I’m…not so sure,” I say, letting my annoyance slip before I even think about our fake relationship.” He probably got lost or wandered in by accident.”

Lucy doesn’t seem convinced. Before I can protest, she loops her arm through mine and starts tugging me toward him while I’m still fumbling with my bag zipper.

Braydon stands just as we reach him, tilting his head with an easy smile and my stomach does a weird flip that I refuse to acknowledge.

Lucy, of course, gasps and I feel my cheeks heat up–not for me, but for her. Watching her like that makes me want to smack Braydon just for existing and being…him.

“Hi, Braydon,” She says in an unusually tiny voice. “I’m Katy’s friend…and debate president. Really, it’s…wow, nice of you to drop by.”

Braydon nods, holding out his hand. She freezes, clearly unsure if it’s meant for her but she takes it anyway.

“I had fun watching,” Braydon says. “You’ve got something good going on here.”

Lucy’s eyes go wide, and I know she’s about to explode. “I–I mean…yeah! Totally! I also have fun watching your hockey games. I–uh…I even have your poster in my dorm! And the hoodie from your fan club! And, and–I bought the signed puck from last season!”

I groan internally, covering my face with one hand. Oh my God. Please, Lucy, no.

Braydon raises an eyebrow, obviously entertained. “Wow. I didn’t realize I had a fan club.”

Lucy bounces a little on her heels. “You do! I’m literally the president of it. Well, unofficially…but, you know, I’m the most dedicated!” She beams at him, her fangirl energy radiating like she’s about to faint.

I step back, wishing the floor would swallow me whole. This is so embarrassing.

“Will you come to watch often?” she blurts out, almost squealing.

“Yes-” he starts.

“No-“I cut in, my death glare aimed directly at him. “He’s usually busy with hockey.”

He smirks, his eyes twinkling like he knows exactly what he’s doing. “I’ll be here as much as I can.”

I bite back a growl. Is he doing this just to annoy me? Because it’s working perfectly.

Lucy practically hugs him, then adjusts her hair shyly. “I’ll see you soon, then!” she says, still glowing.

“Sure,” Braydon responds, and turns to me. “Baby, ready to go?”

Baby? My brain freezes and I glare at him. Has he lost his mind?

“Let’s go,” I snap.

Like he hasn’t done enough, he extends his hand to me. I look at it, then at his smug face, then back at his hand. Yep. He’s officially lost his mind.

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