Page 123 of The Fake Date Agreement

“What’s that?” I glance toward the parking lot.

The rec is on a side street of downtown. The traffic noises have been distant and quiet.

Until now.

Now, there’s a rumble of an enormous engine, and it’s getting louder.

I’m still looking at the parking lot when a massive bus in dark blue, silver, and white pulls up. “What is that?”

“Fuck,” Max curses.

I glance at her. “What did you say?”

A loud whoosh pulls my gaze back to the parking lot, and I’m not the only one distracted.

My mouth gapes open when Caleb steps from the front of the bus, followed by a seemingly endless line of hockey players.

They’re all wearing their hockey jerseys but otherwise casual in jeans, sneakers, and boots.

Even Doc is there, and I smile when he nods at me. I recognize a couple of girls from practice, including Hallie, who I look away from when she glances my way.

No one is interested in watching the game anymore.

I finally notice something I don’t know how I missed before. The logo of a gray snarling wolf—or wolverine, I guess—and the team’s name running along the side of the bus.

“What are they doing here?” I mutter.

I’d hoped Caleb might show up, but for the whole team, including their coaches, it was far and beyond anything I’d expected.

“Keys,” Max says.

I frown at her. “What?”

“Car keys.” She’s on her feet, dropping the side of my poster and sticking her hand out.

Confused, I pull the keys from my pocket and hand them to her. “Why?”

“You have a ride back to campus, right?” Before I can stop her, she’s off, shouting, “I’ll leave your keys in your room.”

“But—”

She ducks around the back of the seats, disappearing from view.

“How much did we miss?”

I jump and twist around at Caleb’s voice drifting over my right shoulder. For such a big guy, he’s surprisingly quiet.

He stands right beside me. Close. Probably closer than he needs to but I’m not about to tell him that. “Uh, just the first period.”

“Just the first,” he tells the others, dropping into what was Max’s seat while Reid grins at me and takes the space on my right.

“What are you doing?” I ask him, grinning at Javier when he nudges Reid forward a couple of inches to smile at me.

“Gatinha.”

“Did you know about this?” I ask Javier.

His lips quirk. “I might have. It was Caleb’s idea to surprise the kids… and you.”

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