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Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 13
Logan POVThe rink’s colder in the mornings—before the music, before the chatter, before anyone starts pretending they have their lives figured out.Just the scrape of blades, the slap of sticks, breath fogging in the air.Usually it’s my favorite part of the day. Clean. Predictable. Safe.The one place nothing can get inside my head.Except today, everything already has.I dig in harder, sprinting across the ice. Each stride burns. Each turn feels like punishment. The repetition should clear me out: stride, cut, stop, pivot. Again. Again.But all it does is bring her back.Harper.Standing in that kitchen, eyes sharp, lips trembling just enough to notice.“You don’t get to decide who talks to me.”I hit the boards too fast and curse.“Easy, Captain.” Cole’s voice cuts through the echo. “You trying to take the whole damn rink down with you?”“Just pushing speed.”“Yeah?” He smirks. “Looks more like you’re running from something.”“Same thing.”Cole lets out a low whistle and blows the
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 12
Harper POVThe house is too warm, too loud, too full of everything I told myself I could handle.But the moment I see him, that lie starts to unravel.Logan Shaw.He’s leaning against the wall near the entry, half in shadow, watching me the way he watches the puck—steady, patient, like he’s waiting for an opening. I pretend not to notice, but my pulse doesn’t listen.I laugh at something Becca says, nod at the right moments, even though my head is full of static. Every time I shift, I can feel his eyes on me—quiet, deliberate. The air between us stretches thin and electric.Then someone steps into my orbit and breaks the spell.“Harper,” Cole says, holding out a drink with a grin that could probably start a small war. “Didn’t think I’d see the president herself slumming it at her own party.”I smirk, grateful for the distraction. “You mean running it?”He laughs. “Fair point. Still… not gonna lie—you clean up nice tonight.”The compliment catches me off guard. “Thanks, I think.”Cole
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 11
Logan POVThe clang of weights against steel fills the Titans’ gym. It’s the kind of gray morning that smells like rubber mats and sweat, the air thick with effort. Cole’s spotting me, counting reps under his breath.“Fourteen. Fifteen. You trying to kill yourself, Shaw?”“Not yet.” I rack the bar, chest burning, sweat running down my spine. The harder I train, the less room there is for thinking.Cole tosses me a towel. “You hear Alpha Chi’s throwing a party tomorrow night?”I frown. “Since when?”“Since Harper Lane decided it. No theme, no invite list—just ‘be there.’ Whole campus is buzzing.”“That doesn’t sound like her.”“She’s a sorority president, man. Parties are part of the gig.”“Not her kind,” I mutter. Harper’s events usually have sponsors, spreadsheets, charity ties—not spontaneous chaos. “You sure?”Cole raises a brow. “Why? Thinking of going?”“Hell no. Coach said no distractions. We’ve got the Frozen Four to chase.” I take a long drink from my water bottle. “Last thing
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 10
Harper POVThe rink smells like cold metal and burnt coffee. I’ve been here since seven, clipboard in hand, pretending table placements for the charity gala matter more than the gossip circling campus.Logan Shaw and some puck bunny.Same one, twice in one weekend.It shouldn’t bother me. There’s always a lineup of girls chasing after the hockey team—perfect hair, short skirts, that desperate sparkle in their eyes. They live for the attention, for the photos, for bragging rights.And Logan always gives them something to brag about.I tell myself it doesn’t matter. I’m just here to make sure the Titans don’t turn the fundraiser into chaos. Not to think about him. Not to care.Then Tyler Hayes appears, helmet in hand, smirk locked in place.“Morning, Harper.”“Morning,” I say, without looking up.He leans against the boards. “You’re really running this whole gala thing? Didn’t think you’d want to hang around us much.”“I’m not hanging around,” I say, checking my notes. “I’m working.”Ty
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 9
Harper POVBy Monday morning, the gossip has already spread through half the campus.At the coffee line, two girls behind me whisper just loud enough:“Did you hear? Logan hooked up again. Same girl from the Ice House—twice in one weekend.”The other laughs. “Well, that’s Shaw for you. Can’t keep his hands off a pretty Latina.”I keep my eyes on the barista, waiting for my latte, pretending not to hear.Of course he did. That’s who Logan is. It’s practically his signature move—flash that grin, flirt a little, and disappear before anyone gets too close.It shouldn’t bother me.But it does.I tell myself I don’t care, that he’s free to do whatever—or whoever—he wants. But the words fall flat, hollow in the back of my mind, because the truth is uglier than I want to admit.It hurts.It hurts because I know exactly what kind of girl he falls for, and I’ll never be her.⸻By the time I get back to the sorority house, my nerves are frayed. The place smells like fresh flowers and body spray;
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 8
Logan POVThe harder I skate, the louder my thoughts get.Every stride cuts through the ice like I’m trying to carve her name out of my head. The sound of my blades is sharp, punishing, but it’s not enough. Nothing is.“Focus, Shaw!” Coach barks.I can’t.Because every time I blink, I see her. Harper Lane. The girl who doesn’t flinch, doesn’t fawn, doesn’t even look twice at me. The one who makes me feel like I’m the joke she already heard.Maybe she’s right.When practice ends, I tear my gloves off and throw them hard enough to echo. My chest burns. Cole catches the look and reads it instantly—captain-to-captain empathy that only makes it worse.“You’re skating angry,” he says.“Just skating.”He smirks like he knows better. “You keep telling yourself that.”⸻That night, the Ice House is alive—music thumping, laughter rolling, lights flickering gold across the floor. It’s the kind of chaos I’ve always liked: messy, loud, distracting.I down one beer, then another, until the noise se
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