Fake Dating My Ex's Favourite Hockey Player novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182

It’s beautiful. Minimal but warm, all soft lighting and clean lines, with a skyline view so ridiculous it looks like a movie set. There’s a guitar propped against the wall, jackets casually draped over the back of a leather couch, and books — actual paperbacks – stacked beside a record player

There are traces of him everywhere. Which means I’m about to combust

Liam places a gentle hand on the small of my back and nudges me forward. “Stop hovering like you’re casing the place. Come in.”

“I’m casing the place in case I need to rob you.” I say dryly, stepping in.

“Cute You’ll be happy to know the only thing worth stealing is already in my apartment.”

I can’t help but snort. “So this is where you vanish to when you’re not texting me back.”

Liam tosses his key card onto a tray. “Guilty. But now that you’re here, it officially feels like home.”

“God, that was corny.”

He grins. “You love it.”

“I tolerate it.”

“Sure, love.” He steps toward me, gaze soft but maddening. “Now sit.

Please

“Why?”

“Because you’ve been on your feet all day and I’d like to look at you while you’re not trying to escape my compliments.”

I narrow my eyes. “Feels a little bossy.”

He leans in, brushing a hand down my arm. “Fine. Consider it a personal favour to me. Sit so I can admire you without being tempted to kiss you stupid right this second.”

I arch a brow. “This is your version of restraint?”

“Absolutely not. Restraint would’ve been letting you leave the bakery instead of kidnapping you for a date just so I can dress you in that dangerously illegal dress.”

I snort, finally dropping onto the nearest plush chair. “Happy now?”

He tilts his head, eyes dark and way too focused. “Getting there.”

“God help me.”

“No need. I’m more than enough,” he murmurs, then adds with zero shame, “Also, stay right there. I have gifts. No, you’re not allowed to argue. And yes, it’s romantic, not bribery.”

“Romantic bribery.”

He winks. “Exactly.”

And with that, he disappears down the hall.

Us.

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