Thin Ice Between Us
The seconds stretch, taut and volatile, before the whistle cuts through it and pulls us apart.
After training, I take off my gloves and helmet slowly, deliberately, feeling his gaze land on me before I look up. When I do, he’s watching like he’s trying to solve a problem that he didn’t expect to encounter.
Someone says my name, and I turn to face the kid that the monster-sized dickhead face-planted into the ice.
“Yeah?” I say to him.
He nods at the massive guy, who’s now taking off his own helmet, revealing a shock of hair as black as his eyes. “Mercer’s a real asshole, huh?”
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