Faking It With The Hockey Playboy

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ng happen

h anger. The next moment, his hand shot out and g

th me," Ryan said f

ened around my waist, and he pulled

g anywhere with y

n pulling one way, Derek pulling the other. My body was bei

!" Ryan yell

r go!" Derek

is my

my girl

elt like I was going to be ripped in half. The pain in m

ried out. "Both

ed on their battle. Too focused on winning. T

ide eyes. For once, she had nothing to say. E

Ryan demanded, pull

ponded, his grip on

They were whispering and pointing, watching the drama unfol

I begged. "You

et you go," Ryan said

back off," De

Completely an

, all the pain, all the confusion of the past two

s grip so forcefully that he stumbled backward. At the same time,

d, my voice echoing

oze, staring

eaving, my tears flowing freely,

king back and forth between them. "I am not a

mouth to speak, b

hrough the school like I was your property. You yelled at me in front of eve

face w

. "You are not my boyfriend. You are not my owner. You are my stepbrother. That is it

rying to protect you

what? From being happy? From having som

ched at th

cking. "Do you have any idea how many years I have spent trying to get you

k at me with an expression I could not read. I saw Cassandra's eyes

of hiding. Tired of pretending. Tired o

s. "If I want to date Derek Stone, I will date Derek Stone. If I want to date

breath, trying

m. "Leave me alone. Stop interrogating me. Stop grabbing

that followed

open, his eyes wide with shock. It was like I

rying to process everything I had just said. His expression s

ree years, Ryan Richmond