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Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 046
***FIRST DAY BACK***Flora’s POVThe morning sun filtered through the windows of the room, but the bright Chicago light did absolutely nothing to calm the storm in my head. I stared blankly at the white ceiling, my eyelids heavy, completely trapped in a loop of everything that had gone down on that beach yesterday.The anonymous live question was still echoing in my skull like a bomb detonation.Are you guys perhaps Fake Dating?My chest tightened as I remembered the silence that had followed.But Tyler didn’t flinch. He leaned into the mic, his voice a freezing, immovable wall as he stared dead into the lens. “If we were faking it, we’d look a lot more perfect for your cameras. Real relationships are messy. Next question.” It was an absolute masterclass in damage control. It was so brutally convincing, that the live chat feed had instantly exploded in our favor, completely burying the rumor before it could breathe.He had been so focused on getting us out of there cleanly that he
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***ARE YOU GUYS PERHAPS FAKE DATING***Flora’s POV“You two are the absolute favorites on every digital platform right now, but your performance today is completely out of alignment!” Christian hissed, his voice dropping into a desperate, panicked whisper as he stepped deep into our midst. “The audience wants high-octane romance, darlings, not whatever this stiff, defensive energy is! Especially you, Tyler—my God, smile more! Use those gorgeous lips! We have a fifteen-minute break before the final phase. Go fix your vibes!”The director called the break and Tyler immediately broke the contact, his chest rising and falling in a tight, sharp breath.He spun around, grabbed a cold bottle of water from the ice bucket, and marched toward the edge of the wooden deck.I needed to clear the static out of my own head. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely grip my phone as I slipped away into the shadows behind the changing tents. I clicked the contact and held the phone to my ear, wai
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 044
***#SEANANDMEGAN#***Flora’s POVChristian looked like someone had just told him his entire career was dead and buried.He stood there, the wind whipping his expensive linen blazer around his body as his hands dropped limply to his sides. The usual energy was completely gone from his face, leaving behind a pale, hollow look of pure dread.“The executive board just pushed through an emergency directive,” Christian whispered, his voice cracking. “They’ve decided... this modeling campaign is going live right now. From the beach.”Tyler stared at Christian, his voice dropping into a low, venomous rumble. “Oh, fuck.”“Live?” Megan’s eyes instantly lit up behind her oversized designer sunglasses. A thrilled, incredibly sharp smile spread across her lips as she leaned her hip heavily into Sean's side. “Like Love Island? Oh, Christian, that is absolutely perfect.”“What do you mean, live?” I stepped forward, my feet sinking unsteadily into the wet sand as panic flared right behind my ribs. “
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***SPILL THE TEA CHRISTIAN***Sean’s POVI had just rounded up the last part of the afternoon session with the NHL officials, and my ears were completely burned out.It was so incredibly boring. They mentioned the word “restrategize” about a hundred times like it was a holy mantra. Old men in suits yapping about defensive zone structures, player chemistry, bla bla, fucking bullshit.How did Tyler even manage to sit through these meetings without his ears bleeding out?But then, when I received the call from Coach yesterday informing me that I’d be representing the Hershey Bears as the Assistant Captain for this two days meeting. I felt like I was finally seen. Mr. Sinclair was present for both sessions, sitting at the head of the table like a king. I tried my absolute best to show off—nodding at the exact right moments, throwing in sharp comments about our offensive pressure to prove I was up to the task. But the old man never paid any attention to me. He just stared straight ahead,
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***THE TWIN ARRIVES***Flora’s POVTyler looked around my bedroom, hands in his pockets. “Not bad,” he said, voice low. His eyes landed on the shelf and stopped. “Briar? You have a Briar hockey shirt?”I followed his gaze. The faded black t-shirt sat folded on the chair. I shrugged. “It’s the only team I loved as a teenager.”Tyler’s face twisted in pure disgust. “My fake girlfriend supports Briar over Hershey Bears. Unbelievable.”I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. “Well, unless you want to sleep in that top, that’s the only shirt in this house that will actually fit your giant shoulders. Put it on or sleep half naked. Frankly, I don’t care.”He muttered curses under his breath but yanked the shirt over his head. It stretched tight across his chest and arms, looking ridiculously good on him despite the rival logo. We climbed into my small bed without much arguing this time even though Tyler didn't really look like he was cool with it.Deep into the night, the silence
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***THE GHOST I KNOW***Tyler’s POVMy eyes locked on the man walking up from the side yard. Caddy used to show me his picture during our late-night conversations. She used to hold them up, smiling proudly as she bragged about how her dad never seemed to age, how handsome he was, and how much she loved him.Flora’s mother broke the silence as she immediately surged forward, pulling Flora into a fierce, crushing hug. Over her daughter’s shoulder, her eyes drifted over to me, widening into massive plates of pure disbelief. “Tyler Sinclair,” she breathed, her voice dropping into a stunned, reverent whisper. “In my house. Oh, Lord.”The man stopped dead in his tracks, the greasy rag slipping from his fingers to the grass. The screwdriver remained loose in his grip as his gaze bounced from his wife to me. “My goodness!”“Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!” another voice boomed from the hallway. A woman with a wild, expressive face rushed toward the door, practically dragging a shy six-year-old
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***THE STADIUM WITNESSED EVERYTHING***Flora's POVMy eyes widened as the figure standing at the dark entrance came to light. The dim light caught that familiar tattoo on his left arm, the intricate ink snaking down his forearm. What the hell is Tyler Sinclair doing here after missing the game?My
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***PUBLIC HUMILIATION***Flora's POVThe bar was dimly lit, the kind of place where broken people went to disappear. I sat hunched at the far end of the counter, nursing what must have been my fourth drink, or fifth. The burn no longer registered. Everything felt distant, muffled, like the world h
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***FINAL DRAW***Flora's POV“Pink.” Lucille asked, confused, tilting her head like I’d just suggested something insane.“Yes,” I said firmly, the idea solidifying in my mind. “If he doesn’t like black, he’ll sure as hell like pink.”Lucille stared at me for several long seconds. “Are you kidding m
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***LEAVE. NOW.***Tyler's POVI needed air. Or at least a moment away from that circus at the table. Allie’s nostalgia, Megan’s sharp little jabs, and Flora showing up looking like she’d robbed a Victorian funeral home—it was too much. I excused myself and headed down the long hallway toward the pr
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