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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
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 7
Harper POVI keep telling myself he’s a background character.That’s what you do with distractions—you move them to the margins until they fade. Except Logan Shaw refuses to fade.His name slides into every conversation, every group text, every corner of campus. Flyers for the charity clinic have his grin printed right next to mine—President & Co-Captain, the golden duo of good PR. It would almost be funny if it didn’t make my pulse race every time I saw it.Becca notices, of course.“Don’t tell me you’re nervous about working with Shaw again,” she says while we staple information packets in the Alpha Chi lounge.“Nervous? Please. I just don’t want to waste time explaining things to him twice.”She smirks. “You talk about him a lot for someone who doesn’t care.”“I talk about the event.”“Mhm.” She hands me another packet. “You also happen to mention how tall he is. And his shoulders. And his voice. Which, for the record, is a weird thing to complain about.”I glare at her. “Becca—”“
Breaking The Ice Between Us Chapter 6
Logan POV The sound of skates carving into the ice usually centers me. Today, it’s just noise. The puck ricochets off the boards and I’m half a second late. It bounces past my stick, slipping between my skates like it’s mocking me. Cole scoops it up with an easy flick and fires it back to the blue line. “Wake up, Shaw,” he calls, grinning. “You playing in slow motion today?” I force a smirk, breath heavy against my mouthguard. “Just keeping it interesting.” “Yeah? You’re making it easy for me to steal your spot.” The chirping should roll off me, but it hits different today. My rhythm’s shot, my timing’s off, and every time I blink, I see Harper Lane—crossed arms, unreadable eyes, that way she says my name like it’s both an insult and a warning. Coach’s whistle cuts through the rink. “Shaw! You skating or sightseeing?” I bite my lip, nod, and dig in harder. My blades screech, muscles burning, lungs straining for focus that won’t come. It’s like she got into my bloodstream. ⸻
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