Fake Dating My Ex's Favourite Hockey Player novel Chapter 184

“You breathe. You laugh. You exist,” he murmurs. “That’s more than enough for me. But if you really want to do something for me…” the teasing in his voice is back.

He lifts the black dress and gift bags with a grin so hopeful I groan

“No.”

“Baby,” he says, like it’s the most reasonable plea in the world, “please.”

“You cannot seriously expect me to wear that in public.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“It’s barely a dress.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“You bought me lingerie with sleeves.”

Liam gasps, mock–offended. “That is a classy, elegant, completely restaurant–appropriate garment-

“That would get me kicked out of most churches.”

He sighs dramatically. “You have the most gorgeous legs in the known universe and you’re depriving the world. Have you no heart?”

“I’ll wear it here,” I offer, folding my arms. “Parade around your living room if you want. But dinner? Absolutely not.”

He gives me a wounded look that almost makes me cave. Almost.

“You weren’t so against it when we picked it out,” he mutters, sulking now.

“That was before I looked at it for longer than five seconds.”

“I could just carry you into the restaurant.”

“You’d get arrested.”

“Worth it.”

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I roll my eyes, but I’m laughing now — that quiet, involuntary laugh that always makes his eyes soften like I’ve just handed him the world.

“I’d honestly rather go home, grab something less… scandalous. Maybe do my makeup too.”

Liam just shakes his head, exasperated but still smiling. “Where we’re going, no one’s going to care about that stuff.”

I narrow my eyes. “So it’s not fancy?”

“I promised you fancy,” he says, smug. “That’s all you’re getting out of me.”

I try prying, but his lips are sealed. A few kisses and a guilt trip later paired with the kind of puppy–eyed expression that really should be illegal – I finally cave. He coaxes me into opening the gift bags and I immediately regret my life choices.

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