BRAYDON’S POV
My heart is racing, even though I’m doing nothing wrong. I’m just… trying to figure out how to talk to Katy while she’s lying on my lap and I stroke her hair.
“What are you thinking about?”
Shit. I glance down and she’s peering at me, chewing on a granola bar, and looking cute as ever. Maybe this is a bad idea. I could just go with Rangers and never talk about it. Yeah, the team isn’t the best right now, but they’re still top ten and maybe they’ll win a Stanley Cup by the time I’m signed. Who knows?
“Noth…”
“Don’t even think about lying,” she cuts in between bites. “I can see through you.”
The corner of my lips lift into a smirk I’m not exactly feeling. “You know me too well, huh?”
She smiles. “Yup.”
I inhale, then exhale slowly and her eyes narrow. “I… I’ve been hi
