Chasing The Ice
"There. Satisfied?"
He glanced at the screen, his expression softening just a bit, though I could still see a trace of doubt. After a beat, he shook his head and finally turned to leave.
"Better be telling the truth," he muttered as he walked off.
"You know me. I wouldn't ditch that class. I love biology," I joked, a grin tugging at the corner of my mouth.
Grayson stopped for a second, glancing back with a smirk. "Yeah, right," he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You're more likely to miss class just to hang out at the rink."
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