Faking It With The Hockey Playboy

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f around Ryan like a snak

e asked in that sweet voice that made my s

deliberate, and every touch was meant for me to see. She wanted me to watch her claim

t was

la," Ryan said, his voic

her head to the side. "What could possibly be so

the warning in them. The same warning she had given me

riend," Ryan said th

itement. "Yes, I heard about that! How exc

a curse word. She was enjoying every second o

But now Cassandra was here, touching him, reminding me of my place. Rem

y," I said finally, my

at do you mean you have nothing to

e nothing to say about my relationship w

have? I could not tell him the truth. I could not explain that Derek was blackmailing me. I could not reveal t

e actually smiled. Like she was prou

rough his hair. "Lila is a big girl. She can make her o

thing about who she really was. But the fear kept me si

announced, turning

's hands all over Ryan. I could not see the hurt and confusio

step towar

ed my wrist again, yanking me back s

d, pain shooting

aid, his voice low and dangerous. "

ted this. She thought Ryan would let me go. She thought her pres

he was

said, trying to

only tight

re hurting me

nd that? You are hurting me, Lila. By being with him. By

et them fall. Not here. Not in front of Cass

voice shaking. "You are not my father. You are

him flinch. I saw the pain flash acr

" he repeated slowly. "I

the reason I wake up every morning. You are the reason I go

stayed

yan's arm. "Maybe we should just leave her

assandra," R

shock. Ryan never talked to anyone like

but she quickly hid it behind another f

lazing. "Do not push me, Lila. I am

ed, my voice bare

. "I need to know. I need you to tell me right now. Are y

e air between us like a

answer, but the words