OFF LIMITS: FAKE DATING THE ICE KING
I was just an intern with a marker and a stupid, hopeful heart.
Stumbling on the blue line, my boots were slipping but I was chuckling because now, the crowd would know we were beyond just intern and captain.
"Jax!” I called blushing, I didn't turn to look at the crowd who were dying to be on the ice.
The security personnels were already keeping them off zone.
Jax turned, I forgot I had lungs. How he had grown from attractive to being gorgeous.
There was sweat on him, blood on his lips...my poor baby, playing with that Viking Rhys really brings bruise.