The next morning, Kai showed up again like he already belonged there.He walked in with that same confident grin, skates over his shoulder, looking way too awake for 5 AM.“Morning, guys,” he said, eyes landing on me first. “Ready to sweat?”Mason didn’t even bother replying. He just laced up faster, jaw locked tight.We started training, but the energy was different. Worse.Kai was good — really good. Clean lines, strong core, and he wasn’t shy about showing it. Every time I demonstrated something, he watched me like I was the only person in the rink. His compliments came easy.“Damn, Ezra,” he said after I landed a clean axel. “You make that look effortless. The way your body moves… it’s insane. You’re easily the best-looking skater I’ve seen here. No offense, Mason.”Mason’s head snapped toward him so fast I thought he’d pull a muscle.Kai just laughed lightly. “What? It’s true. Ezra’s got that whole pretty-boy thing going on. Face, body, the grace… it’s a package. Mason’s strong a
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