By admin Fake Dating My Ex’s Favourite Hockey Player Novel CH 78
Liam catches me looking, the smirk tugging at his lips like he’s daring me to keep staring. I roll my eyes and turn away before I combust.
Lacey flops back down on her chair. “No margaritas for me anymore, I guess.”
We both ignore that.
“Getting in the pool or just standing there looking pretty?” he teases, tossing his shirt onto the lounge chair.
“Depends,” I shoot back. “Are you planning on actually swimming or just leaning against
the edge, looking mysterious?”
Liam steps closer, voice dropping just for me. “That depends. Do you like it when I look
mysterious?”
My stomach does a backflip.
Dammit, Calloway.
Before I can answer, he grabs my wrist and pulls me with him.
There’s a second of weightlessness, the rush of wind, and then–splash. The water is shockingly cool, wrapping around me as we sink under for a moment before breaking the
surface.
I come up gasping, shoving wet hair from my face. “You’re an ass!”
Liam is laughing, all bright eyes and dripping skin, and I hate how much I love the sight. “And you’re a liar,” he says. “Because you love it.”
I do.
I really, really do.
But I’ll never tell him that
So instead, I push off the floor of the pool and lunge at him, determined to dunk him under before he can see the smile on my face.
Liam sees me coming a second too late. I throw myself at him, arms locking around his
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shoulders as I use all my weight to drag him under.
Except.
He’s stronger than I ever give him credit for.
Instead of going down like he’s supposed to, Liam tightens his grip, flipping our positions in an instant. I shriek, laughing as my back hits the water first, his hands gripping my waist as
we both go under.
The world turns to bubbles and muffled sounds.
For a moment, it’s just the two of us. The rush of cool water, the feeling of his chest. brushing mine, the way his hands linger just a little too long on my waist before we both break
the surface again.
I come up gasping, pushing wet hair out of my face. “You cheated!”
Liam grins, wiping water from his face with one hand. “How, exactly?”
“You were supposed to let me dunk you.”
“That doesn’t sound fair.” He tilts his head, eyes glinting. “I think you just wanted an
excuse to throw yourself at me.”
My stomach flips. I splash water in his face. “In your dreams, Calloway.”
His grin widens. “Oh, you have no idea.”
I freeze. Oh.
He doesn’t give me time to recover before he disappears under the water.
Before I can even react, hands wrap around my thighs, lifting me clean out of the pool. I shriek, instinctively grabbing onto Liam’s shoulders as he resurfaces, still holding me against
him.
“Liam!”
He laughs, spinning us both in a circle as I cling to him. “What? Didn’t see that one coming?”
My legs instinctively tighten around his waist, and that’s when I realize–oh. This is dangerous.
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Because his hands are on my thighs, fingertips pressing into my skin like he’s holding back from something. Because my chest is way too close to his. Because his grin is still there, but his eyes have darkened just a little, and I know if I don’t get out of his arms right now, I won’t
want to.
“Put me down,” I demand, voice way less steady than I want it to be.
Liam’s lips quirk. “Say please.”
I narrow my eyes. “I will drown us both.”
His laugh rumbles through me. “Fine, fine.” He loosens his grip, but instead of dropping me like a normal person, he lets me slide down his body.
I hate him. I hate him.
I hate the way my stomach clenches, the way my skin burns despite the cool water, the way his hands skim my sides as I settle back onto my feet.
I hate that when I look up, he’s still looking at me like he knows exactly what he’s doing.
“Better?” he murmurs, voice just for me.
I swallow. “I will get you back for this.”
Liam smirks, backing away toward the deeper end. “Looking forward to it, sweetheart.”
Lacey’s voice cuts through the moment. “You two are disgusting.”
I whip around to find her lounging on her pool float, sunglasses perched on her nose. “I hate to break up whatever weird mating ritual you’ve got going on, but some of us are trying to
relax.”
Liam barks out a laugh, and I groan, covering my face with both hands.
This isn’t happening.
Except it is.
And I have a feeling Liam isn’t done playing yet.
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