Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 0119

ALLISON’S POV

“You smell so good,” Justin whispers, his lips trailing down my neck, making my toes curl.

“You say that every time,” I murmur, but I tilt my head anyway, and he licks my shoulder, shivers racing down my spine.

“Because it’s true every time.”

His hands settle on my waist, his thumbs tracing absent circles through my shirt as I shift on his lap to face him better. His hair is slightly messed up which is my fault entirely but he looks so hot.

I shift my weight, settling more on his bulge, and he groans, pulling me closer. One hand slides up my back, and I forget whatever I was thinking about thirty seconds ago because Justin kissing me with his full attention is genuinely a lot to deal with.

“Do you two-” A voice breaks through the thrill. “Do you remember you have a room?”

I pull back but Justin does not immediately let go of my waist, his chest rising and falling.

Braydon is standing in the kitchen doorway in an oversized hoodie when I slightly turn. His hair is going in four directions and he’s squinting at us like we’re something he found on the bottom of his shoe.

This is the second time he’s interrupting us in twenty four hours and I’m not even exaggerating when I say he’s doing it on purpose.

“Coop.” Justin says. “You have a room too.”

“I just wanted water-”

“You have legs.” Justin cuts in. “Walk past us, get the water and leave.”

Braydon looks at me and I press my lips together, fighting a smirk. Justin can get cranky when he wants something and he’s not getting it.

Braydon’s eyes narrow. “I live here too, you know. I pay rent. I have rights-”

“Cooper.” Justin warns in a low tone.

“No, I’m serious.” Braydon points between the two of us. “Both of you have traumatized me and Katy.”

“Get your water,” Justin says flatly.

“I’m getting it.” He shuffles to the kitchen, muttering under his breath the whole way: something about common spaces and basic human decency and therapy bills. When he grabs his water, he shuffles back past us without looking in our direction.

“Have a nice nap,” I offer.

“Don’t talk to me,” he says, and disappears down the hallway.

His door clicks shut and I turn back to Justin with a smile. It’s funny how I think Katy and Braydon have no decorum and they probably think the same about us.

“Where were we?” I ask, cupping his chín.

His eyes are dark as he stares at me and even if I wasn’t in love with this man, watching him look at me like this every day would have definitely gotten me there.

I roll my hips forward against him and his eyes fall shut, a moan slipping out. His grip on my waist digs in, his fingers pressing into my skin hard enough to make me gasp.

“Allison,” he exhales.

“Mm?” I lean down toward him, close enough that my lips are almost-

The door down the hall bursts open again.

She scoffs. “Allison, it’s not just the one.” She takes the phone back, scrolling rapidly. “One account posted it first and I’ve already found three others using it. Three. And that’s just from a quick search.” She looks up. “This is literally how trends start. One account, then three, then thirty, then you’re in a BuzzFeed article.”

“Okay-”

“No, listen to me.” She holds up a finger. “Do not let this pass, you need to hop on this right now. Make your own version, post it tonight, because the window on these things is…” she snaps her fingers “gone just like that. You have to take your social media seriously, Allison. You have a face that the camera likes and you can’t sit here and do nothing. You must get rich and take us out of the trenches.”

Maybe I’m just shocked but the only thing I can muster is. “Are we in the trenches?”

She slaps my shoulder and Justin pushes her hand off, grabbing the phone from her. He looks at it while I’m still trying to process that if the video has eight million likes, at least two people I know in

Cadston would have seen it.

Does that mean I’m popular now? Will people recognize me? Will I get more gigs? How do I get more gigs?

“You look cute in this.” Justin’s voice echoes and I snap myself out of my thoughts. “Dol congratulate you for being a meme or not? How do you feel?”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “I don’t even know. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel.”

“You should do what I suggested.” Katy says, grabbing her phone back from him. “I’ve seen people

make it big from these kinds of things. Let’s do it.”

I swallow, running my hands through my hair. “Where should we start from? I feel like I’m so shocked I don’t know how to use my brain right now.”

She pulls me off my feet and wraps me in a hug. “I bet it’s overwhelming but yeah, let’s milk this!

I’m so excited.” She screeches inside my ear.