Breaking The Ice Between Us Novels & Stories

⸻ That Night In bed, wrapped in soft sheets and half-asleep limbs, Elena whispered into the dark: “I submitted a new series to the gallery.” Adrian’s voice was low. “Yeah?” “They want to feature it. In a permanent collection.” He smiled in the dark. “Proud of you.” “There’s more.” She hesitated. Then: “I named the series Falling Between Us.” Adrian turned toward her, fully awake now. “And why that?” “Because everything we thought was a fall…” she whispered, “turned out to be a way forward.” He kissed her forehead.

An electric current coursed through my whole body, but I held the discomfort in and struggled away from his arms. Then, I met Tim's cool, calm eyes. When my voice came out, it was shaking. "Do I know that expert?" My nails were digging into my palms. The pain was throbbing, but my eyes never left his face. Tim looked at the ground for a moment, then he met my eyes and put on a smile. His answer came out like he was talking about an old acquaintance. "Zoe Wilson." We had a tacit agreement spanning six years to never bring that name up, and now he had just broken that agreement. That name crashed onto my head like a meteor hitting the ground.

"Excellent work. That's exactly the kind of raw emotion we needed." But I wasn't listening to her anymore. I was thinking about the way Beck's hands had clenched. The way his voice had cracked. The way he'd said he couldn't tell me the truth, not that he wouldn't. And I was thinking about how little I actually knew about what happened that night. How little I'd ever bothered to ask. "Okay, we're rolling in three, two—" The camera light blinked red, and suddenly I was supposed to be happy. Beck sat across from me at a table in the student center, and we were filming the first official episode of "Behind the Ice." Marcus had choreographed this down to the second. We were supposed to laugh. Sha

He shook his head , letting it drop in desperation. I rolled my eyes before walking over to Ice with a glass of water . "Drink this and just so you know , Ace does care ..... he just doesn't like to show it". "Oh and lets make one thing clear , don't ever speak about Ace like that around me again , understood ?" I scowled at him . He nodded . "But if you need someone to talk to or a new best friend , I can be both" I shrugged after sitting down . "You're nice but I don't think Ace would really allow it" Ice mumbled , falling asleep . "Lie down" I stood up to give him room . "Where are you going ?" He asked , stretching his legs across the chair . "To workout" I mumbled walking down the hall

But before Ice could answer the front door opens and in walks Viper. What is he doing here? It is his night off. Which I needed. I needed the break. “ What the fuck are you doing here?” Ice asked. Is it just me or does Ice look pissed. I mean Viper interrupted our movie and talk but that isn’t a reason to lose your shit. I can feel the Ice tense under me. What is going on? I thought these guys liked each other. I sit up but keep close to Ice. A fight won’t break out if I do. And I feel like one might break out. I just don’t understand why.

" me too bitch, and by the way, did you see that Asian guy " " yh what about him " " he's cute " " what no, he's not " I said utterly concerned " oh what, blonde guys are better now " " what's so bad about blonde guys " Shakes interrupts us he's black suit is on his hands this time he's biceps couldn't be more visible, he was looking like a hot stripper and he's tie isn't even loose yet, " like you don't know " Clarisse breaks the silence and leaves with a glass of champagne" I'll find you "

Adam, with a playful smile, joined them, eager to indulge in the sweet treat. As the trio stood in the kitchen, the cool air conditioning providing respite from their earlier endeavors, Adam couldn't help but comment, "Well, do you know that ice cream can help soothe the soreness?" Isabella's curiosity piqued as she turned her gaze towards him, a playful grin spreading across her face. "No... How about we try it?" she proposed, her voice filled with a sense of adventure.

The echo screams, “no no stop ” Too late. “Aria” I breathe, “break it with me.” She nods. And together we shatter the barrier.

"Sure. I want your eyes." The room fell silent once again. Vincent lifted his head, a look of determination floating in his eyes. "If that's what it takes for you to forgive me, say no more." I let out a contemptuous laugh. "It's too late. There's no such thing as "if" in this world." Reporters snapped photos left and right, flashes popping nonstop. A crisp sound echoed as a water bottle flew through the air and struck Vincent. Then, a few more followed…

I ask them. “Hey, come on. This is exhausting. Can we take a break? I’m exhausted from crawling uphill. My feet hurt,” Meli says, looking for a log to sit on. The others agree. I take a deep breath and agree to take a break. They’re pitiful, after all. “Okay, let’s do this icebreaker,” Lowe says, clearly excited. We all take a seat on the logs to relax and participate in the icebreaker activity. “It seems like we’re comparing who’s wealthier. But you guys are outmatched,” Kenzie whistles and looks at Maddy. The guy just grins at me.