Page 107 of The Fake Out


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“He looks at you like you’re a dessert he’s about to devour.”

My face warms.

“Enjoy it,” she says, smiling. “This is the fun part, when you can’t get enough of each other.”

I think about this phase ending, and my heart aches at the idea of Rory’s eyes flicking over me with disinterest. His teasing used to irritate me, but now I’d miss it.

A massive blur of red and green comes to a sudden stop in front of us, spraying ice against the boards.

“Oh my god. Come here.” Darcy reaches up and rubs her thumb down Hayden’s jaw. Her head barely comes to his shoulder. “You have glitter all over. Where did you even get this stuff?”

He obediently leans down for her while she brushes it out of his stubble. “Pippa put it on me.” He gives her a flirty smile. “Aren’t I the prettiest elf you’ve ever seen?”

She’s blushing. “You’re definitely the biggest elf. You’d weigh the sleigh down.”

Hayden puffs his chest out. “I’m taking that as a compliment.”

They grin at each other, but there’s something in Hayden’s eyes as he looks down at Darcy. His gaze lingers on her, flooded with the same warm, affectionate longing I see in Rory’s eyes when he looks at me.

Kit skates up beside Darcy. “You two look like you’re getting into trouble.”

He wraps an arm around her waist, and Hayden’s eyes drop to it before he glances away.

“Just the usual.” Darcy smiles at Kit, nudging him with her elbow. “You were having fun out there, huh?”

“I was.” He rubs the back of his neck, sending her a quiet smile. “I’m looking forward to it.”

“Teaching kids to skate?” Darcy asks, chuckling.

“No.” He gives her a shy, meaningful expression. “Having kids. A bunch of them. Going skating with them and stuff.”

Her smile drops like it’s the last thing she expected him to say.

Hayden laughs, but it seems forced. “Jumping the gun a bit there, aren’t you, buddy?”

“Yeah.” Darcy does her own uncomfortable laugh. “That’s pretty far away, Kit.”

He shrugs. “I don’t know. Not that far away.”

Her features tighten, eyes flaring with worry and apprehension, and Hayden looks between them like he’s seen a ghost. No trace of his former smile on his boyish face.

“We’d get married first,” Kit adds.

Darcy blinks like she doesn’t know what to say, and when Connor and his lady friend skate up, she looks relieved.

Connor says hello to everyone before lifting his eyebrows at me. “Hazel.” His eyes rake over my jersey, flickering with distaste. “Have you met my girlfriend, Sam?”

Darcy, Hayden, and Kit must sense the weird energy because they mumble an excuse about helping Ward with something and leave.

A laugh slams against my vocal cords but I hold it back. Sam is smiling at me in a way that tells me she’s lovely and kind, and I don’t want to be rude.

Saw this and thought you’d look hot in it.That’s what the card said. He sent that gross lingerie when he likely had a girlfriend.

Gross. Just gross. But that’s not her fault.

“Hi, Sam,” I say with a warm smile, shaking her hand. “I’m Hazel. So good to meet you.”

“You, too.” She beams at me, and there’s a sour feeling in my stomach. Why is she with him? Doesn’t she see what he’s really like?

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