Defrosting Her — Episode 2

on a duffel bag. Hey, I'm Elena, Kayan's sister. This isn't a figure skating rink. Keep your gear and all those fancy little tricks out of the way. He grabbed my skates lying on the floor and tossed them carelessly into the locker. I froze.

His arrogance ignited anger inside me. I stepped forward and slammed the locker shut. The sharp bang exited the room. Thanks.

But they're not tricks, Grady. That's called strength. Grady paused. Clearly, he'd underestimated the kind of strength figure skaters trained for.

Don't mind it, Elena. Grady just thinks figure skating isn't physical enough. Yeah, genius, girl. But that was pretty cool what you just did.

Yeah, she's so cute. Can I get her number? Don't listen to these idiots. If any of you try to corrupt her, I'll make sure you regret it tomorrow. Come on, Kay-Anne. What if your sister already has a boyfriend out there?

I tightened my grip on my phone. My online boyfriend started spamming me with messages, even though I've never met No way. She's not just going to fall for some random guy? Kane left me in the lounge attached to the training facility.

I'm right next door. Knock if anything urgent comes up. The moment the door closed, I finally let out a breath. I sank into the single bed and opened my phone.

The pinned contact still showed typing. Babe, where are you?