Where the ice melts
“As you can see, I’m super exhausted. I have to be at the ice rink by 10 a.m., so let’s make this fast.”
I stared at him angrily, my hands clenching around my bag. Fast? You wake me up at 2 a.m., drag me into your world, and you want fast?
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down. I pulled out my books—Linear and Quadratic Equations, Polynomials and Factoring—and also my study plan that I had drafted. I set them neatly on the table and took a seat, my hands still trembling slightly, my mind trying to focus despite the lingering hiccups and the overwhelming presence of Ronan Hale.
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