Fake Dating The Hockey Alpha

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shaking my head like he's lost his damn mind. "You're

is close to him makes my wolf stir like she's been on a three-shot e

n Goddess saddle me with someone like you as my second-chance mate?

hool, the golden boy every girl worships, and oh yeah, a fucking young billionaire. Me? I'm just Aria W

dirty look. "Why would the Goddess wa

ng his chest like I've w

lept with half the school. Probably the oth

en trying to deny

. I can't go from one asshole mate to

inst the railing, looking like rejec

I blink, caug

smirk spreading across his stupidly perfec

outed another head. "What th

e most normal thing in the world. "You know, to piss off Ethan and V

ead around this mess. I know Lucas and Ethan don't exactly get along hell, they can't stand each other. But Lucas's casual dismissal o

bing this in Ethan's face is

ay flatly. "N

g to stay? Ethan's suite? Oh, wait-he kicked your as

s I realize he's righ

friends," I snap,

e three of you. You really think your

He's got

doing this?" I ask

use I can't stand that dickhead, and I hate

r. Screw Ethan. Screw Vanessa. And screw this entire situat

o, what's

ways smirk. "Prett

'll do it. But it's

e happy couple, make sure everyone knows we're mat

," I

ing-don't fall i

a. Don't get any ideas. Seriously. You're n

eled face, olive skin, and those muscles I swear could melt a girl's

ot my typ

I've had enough playe

his hand, smirk

but shake his h

ll over?" I ask Lucas, trying to sound casual, even th

his usual smirk. "The very last day on this ship? We reject each other and g

s nothing for me here, anyway. I mean, Lucas? A total playboy.

ver happens here stays here," he

e-where women throw themselves at him-and I'll shuffle back to my gloomy little existence. You k

from that asshole," Lucas says, all casual, like we're