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“My younger brother,” he tells me.

“Oh.” I sit back feeling a little caught off guard. There’s an uncomfortable heaviness in my chest that wasn’t there a moment ago. “I’m so sorry, Griffin. I didn’t know you had a brother.”

Are they close?

He said his brother will be devastated.

Because of me?

God, I don’t want to fuck things up for him and his family too.

He leans his forearm on the table and turns to me. “You know for someone who’s obsessed with me, it’s disappointing that you don’t know every detail about me.” He tsks. “You’re not very good at this obsession thing Layken Hobbs.”

I catch Corrigan’s surprised eye and nearly burst out laughing because we’ve talked now and again about the small crush I’ve had on Griffin Ollenberg since he joined the Stars. Somehow though, I manage to drop my jaw and scoff at him once again. “You know what? I was beginning to feel really bad about whatever this thing is about your brother, but just for that, I don’t. And I’m not obsessed with you, you narcissistic butthole.”

He laughs for the first time this morning, which eases the tension around the table. His genuine smile makes me smile, though I bite my bottom lip to hide it as best I can. “I know. I was only?—”

“Oh, and another thing.” I place a finger over his mouth to shush him. “If you’re going to use my name, at least get it right. It’s Mrs. Ollenberg now.”

Everyone around the table joins in our laughter and Harrison, seated on the other side of me, pats my hand as it rests on the table. “I think you’re going to fit in with this group just fine. Welcome to the family, Layken.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

GRIFFIN

“So, you had a weekend, eh, Ollenberg?” The tone of my agent’s voice is not exactly lighthearted the following Monday morning. But I suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything less. “You want to tell me what’s going on?”

I can’t tell him the truth. I can’t tell him I got drunk off my ass and accidently married a girl I only slightly know because she was cute and fun to hang out with and I couldn’t control myself. I know he’d have my back no matter what but I can’t risk him accidentally slipping and telling someone else. If that gets to the media, I could be toast, not to mention what it could do to Layken.

“I got married Felix.”

“So, I see. It’s all over social media.”

“Yeah, we, uh, didn’t tell anybody. Not even our families. Our friends were in Napa for the weekend and we decided to go for it.”

“Funny, I wasn’t aware you were even dating someone. And scrolling through your socials, there’s not one picture of the two of you together.”

“Actually, that’s not true. There are at least a few pictures of us together because I worked with her a few times at Pacific Children’s Hospital.”

“Riiiiight. That’s it,” he says. “I knew I had seen her face somewhere. So how long have you two been together?”

This is so not a casual conversation.

He’s interrogating me.

He’s trying to figure out if I’m full of shit and this is a mess he’ll have to clean up.

“A few months.”

“A few months?” he asks, seemingly shocked, but I shrug him off.

“Yeah, but when you know, you know, you know?”

“Hmm.” He’s silent for a second and then asks. “Did you get a prenup?”

Fuuuuuuuck.

I squeeze my eyes closed and wince as I lean against my locker, glad he can’t see my face. “About that…”

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