Chapter 149 Skating Towards a New Life
Charlotte
I step inside the rink with my skates tucked against my chest and Blake’s hand resting lightly at my back. Most of the skating team is already on the ice the far end, and music plays through the speakers. watch as one of the girls glides backward with her arms out, laughing when another girl cuts past he too close. Jessica and Annabelle follow us in, both of them oking just as excited as I feel. I follow Blake and Charlie to a bench near the boards, where 1 and look down at the skates in my hands. They’re newer than mine. The leather is clean, and the blades are polished. I let my fingers move over the laces. Shanti tells me about the time when Blake surprised us with them. I shule at the thought of it.
Blake crouches in front of me. “Still want to?”
I look at him, rolling my eyes and smiling, I can see the worry sitting behind his eyes, but I think he needs to see me do this, to know that I’m fine.
“Of course I want to.”
He takes one skate from my hands and helps me slip it on. His fingers work the laces with more focus than anyone should need for a shoe, pulling them firm but not too tight.
“You’ve done this before,” I say.
His mouth lifts. “Hockey player, remember?”
I laugh. “I meant for me.”
His smile softens as he takes the other skate, securing it just like the first. “Yes. I’ve done this before.”
Blake steps onto the ice first, then turns back to me with both hands out. “Come on, pretty girl. Let’s see how much you remember.”
I smirk and step out, putting my hands in his and letting him pull me further. He skates backward slowly, holding my hands while I push forward.
“Easy,” he says. “No rush.”
“I know.”
“You say that, but your face says you want to take off.”
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1 bite my lip, and his eyes drop to my mouth, and his focus slips for half a second. His skate catches, and he wobbles before he corrects himself. My mouth falls open in a laugh.
“Did you just nearly fall?”
“No.” He says far too quickly.
“You did.”
“You distracted me.” He winks.
I laugh so hard I almost wobble myself, and he pulls me gently closer, grimming now, his hands warm around mine.
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Chapter 149-Skating Towards a New Life
skate a slow circle around the middle of the rink together, and I feel myself letting go. I push off a little harder, letting go of one of his hands. I glide nut from him, then curve back around. I lift my arms and cross one foot over the other. Blake watches me, standing in the centre of my circle, turning slo
as 1 skate around him.
“You’re staring.” I call.
“I’m enjoying the view.” He says, crossing his arms. Heat rushes into my face as I circle him again, moving a little closer this time. I let my hand brush his sleeve as I pass, and he reaches for me, but I dodge him. His brows lift. “Oh, is that how we’re playing?”
“I don’t know,” I say, smiling. “Can you keep up?”
Blake pushes off after me, and I giggle at the chase. He is fast, but as he comes at me, I turn out of his path with a laugh, gliding backward for a few seconds before switching direction again. His eyes widen.
“Show-off.”
“You’re meant to be the captain, right?” I tease as I watch him skate after me again.
“Yeah, of hockey, not whatever witchcraft you’re doing with your feet.”
I laugh again, and the song playing through the speakers changes to something softer. I watch one of the girls spin at the other end, and I slow down. Blake
slows with me.
“You okay?”
I nod, eyes on the ice in front of me. “I want to try something.”
His eyes narrow, but I push away and glide out, arms lifting for balance. Then I curve around him, pull one foot in, and let myself spin.
“YES, CHARLOTTE!”
I laugh, my cheeks feel hot, and my heart is racing.
I skate back to Bake slowly, stopping in front of him.
“Your turn,” I grin.
His eyes go wide. “My turn for what?”
“A spin.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Absolutely not.”
I tilt my head. “Big scary captain can’t spin?”
His eyes narrow, and I laugh, knowing he can’t turn down a challenge.
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Chapter 149-Skating Towards a New Life
I turn in Charlie when he starts slapping the boards. “Do it, coward!”
Blake points at Charlie. “You’re walking home.” Then he looks back at me and sighs like I have asked him to duel a bear. “Fine.”
He attempts the smallest, stiffest turn have ever seen in my life. It is less a spin and more a controlled disagreement with physics. He gets halfway ar overcorrects, arms shooting out, and grabs my waist to steady himself. I burst out laughing. He pulls me closer, offended and smiling. “How was that? P good, right?”
“That was
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loes something he clearly knows how to do. He pushes backward hard, pulling me with hire, then turns us both in a smooth little
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