Chapter 16 Tick Tock

The whistle cuts through the rink again. It annoys the shit out of me.

“This is the fifth time,” I groan, dragging my stick along the ice as I turn to him. “You are enjoying this?”

Ricky doesn’t even react. He just watches me with that calm, irritating look. Whistle dangling from his fingers. “Aga...

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