***YOUR TREAT CAPTAIN***Tyler’s POVMy focus completely fractured the exact second I looked up into the stands.Flora was standing right there in the front row. She had completely ignored my orders to stay at the estate. The blare of the stadium horn echoed through the rafters, signaling the break, but my gaze was focused on Flora. She was wearing a pair of leggings and an oversized jacket. Her ponytail bounced as she waved at me.I stood on the ice, resting both hands heavily against my waist, staring straight up at her through the plexiglass. Turning on my heel, I skated toward the rink exit to talk to her, but as my blades cleared the gate, my eyes drifted to the bastard.Justin Graham.He was leaning against the wall, leisurely chewing gum. He looked at me with a wide fucking smirk.“You’re doing well out there, Captain,” Justin purred. “Playing like the devil you are.”“What do you know?” I scoffed, glaring at him. “I have to keep the momentum high, Graham. After all, I need
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