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Me
It was good while it lasted, puppy
Kellen
Meh. Listen, sweet potato, I hate to say this, but I’ve had better fake girlfriends
Me
You absolutely have not
Me
And that’s a repeat name
Kellen
So is yours
I crack up, but there’s an ache in my chest.
Kellen
But I’m serious. Sorry you have to face them alone. Let me know how it goes
Me
Honestly? Savannah seems harmless
Kellen
She does appear that way these days. But only because I’ve had you to protect me
Me
Thankfully. Because have you seen you? You definitely need protecting. You should try working out
He sends a laughing emoji and then a heart emoji, and my body warms.
Then I shake my head.
What am I doing in this hallway flirting with my soon-to-be ex-boyfriend? I take one last look at the text chain and enter the suite, my heart racing.
I’ve got my PR name tag on and if anyone asks, I’m looking forone of the local sponsors who I actually know isnotattending. And if they show up? I chat with them. No big deal.
Savannah looks up when I walk in, and her eyes flit up and down my body, not unkindly. I’m wearing jeans, a Blizzard t-shirt, black flats, and a long black sweater. Much different from her belted gray dress and sexy black heels, high and expensive looking.
I’m not wearing Kellen’s jersey.
A quick glance at the rink shows the players getting into position to start the game. I don’t let my eyes scan the team for Kellen. I’m not here to watch hockey.
I spent all morning going over how I’ll work into conversation that Kellen and I broke up. I assumed it’ll be Savannah I talk to, and I’m right. She walks right over.
“Hello, Lucy. Come to watch Kellen?” Savannah’s smiling at me and looks completely non-threatening. Sweet and lovely, actually. If anything, she seems lonely. She’s looking for friends, just like the rest of us.
No wonder Kellen was nice to her. He’s a good guy.
But here it is—the perfect opening.
