Once Upon A Fake Date πŸŽ€ Excerpt Reveal

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𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 π…πšπ€πž πƒπšπ­πž (Castleton University Book 2) by Jennifer Chipman releases on January 10th, 2025! Check out this sneak peek!

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𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕:

πŸ’• Fake dating

🎭 Theater kids

🌸 Popular girl x Shy jock

✨ Childhood friends to strangers to lovers

πŸŽ€ Inspired by Sleeping Beauty

Excerpt:

β€œDate me.”

Audrey looked confused. β€œHuh?”

β€œYou should date me. I’ll be your boyfriend.”

β€œWhat?” She grimaced. β€œParker, you’re my best friend.”

β€œHow could I forget, sunshine?” I leaned over and flicked her nose. β€œI’ll be your fake boyfriend,”

I clarified. β€œSo Duke leaves you alone.”

β€œYou want to… fake date?”

β€œYeah.” I went back to eating my food, knowing she needed time to process this.

She bit her lip, worrying it in between her teeth. β€œI couldn’t ask you to do that.” Her food was completely forgotten in front of her, like she was so distracted she couldn’t even remember to eat.

I’d noticed that she got so busy that she forgot to eat during the school day last semester. It was one of the reasons I texted her and asked if she wanted to get dinner almost every night. Our schedules might not always line up for lunch, but I was making sure she got fed.

I crossed my arms over my chest. β€œYou’re not asking, Rosie. I’m offering. And besides, it makes sense. We’re spending all of this time together anyway. And now I’m doing the musical with you.”

Assuming the audition went well. I still had to prove I could do it.

β€œHow long would we even do this for?”

β€œTill the end of the musical, I guess.” Even if it was fake, at least I’d get to be by her side. That was what I was telling myself.

β€œRight. That makes sense.” Audrey blew out a breath, blowing her bangs off her forehead.

β€œHey.” I rested my hand over hers, and when she looked at me, her eyes were filled with so much uncertainty. I hated that. β€œAre you okay?”

She shrugged, stabbing at a piece of pasta instead of responding to me.

β€œIt’s okay if you’re not, you know,” I whispered. God knows I wasn’t okay, not. Not after last semester. Maybe she’d understand why I wanted to help her if I told her. But I couldn’t make my mouth form the words. Not yet. It was still too raw. Too real.

β€œIt doesn’t feel like that,” she admitted. β€œI feel like everyone expects me to be happy all the time.”

β€œYou don’t have to be,” I insisted. β€œYou don’t have to be anything with me other than yourself.

You know that, right? I’m friends with you, Audrey. Not whoever people expect you to be. I like the girl who loves wearing pink, but also was never afraid to play in the mud with me when we were younger. When we were biking, you’d cry when you scraped your knees, but it never stopped you from getting back. What’s stopping you now?”

β€œI don’t know,” she murmured. Something was holding her back. I knew it was. What had happened to make her draw into herself? To lose the sparkle in her gorgeous violet-hued eyes? I wanted to help her get it back.

Squeezing her hand, I let go. β€œI’m here. Whenever you need me, I’m always here.”

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