KATY’S POV
I turn slowly, trying to act casual, and glance at Braydon. He’s buried in his phone but around him, a small crowd of girls are openly staring, whispering, giggling, and trying way too hard to get his attention. I roll my eyes.
“I’m…not so sure,” I say, letting my annoyance slip before I even think about our fake relationship. “He probably got lost or wandered in by accident.”
Lucy doesn’t seem convinced. Before I can protest, she loops her arm through mine and starts tugging me toward him while I’m still fumbling with my bag zipper.
Braydon stands just as we reach him, tilting his head with an easy smile and my stomach does a weird flip that I refuse to acknowledge.
Lucy, of course, gasps and I feel my cheeks heat up—not for me, but for her. Watching her like that makes me
