Defrosting Her — Episode 8

At that moment, my phone started vibrating non-stop. It was my boyfriend again. Babe, I really miss you. Oh, right, hon.

I met a girl at the rink today. Her voice sounded exactly like yours. But I swear I didn't even look at her. I glanced at Grady not far away, still typing on his phone.

My heart was beating so fast it felt like it might jump out of my chest. Jax and the others pressed me to show them a video of my skating. I tried to deflect, but they wouldn't take no for an answer. I paused my conversation with my boyfriend to accommodate them.

Out with some friends right now. Let's talk later. Babe, any guys in that group? Not that I'm jealous. Just asking. About five or six guys. The next second, Grady shoved his chair back, the violent scrape that made me

One of the guys shouted, Hey, Captain! Why not look at her technique? Give the girl some pointers! I felt a genuine spark of anticipation. As a fan of his raw talent, hearing critique my form would be a dream come

I don't talk shop over dinner. I wouldn't give up. I held up my phone, screen glowing with the footage. My footwork isn't as amateur as you think. Just one look? Sorry, I don't mix business with social life.

And remember the ground rules. He retorted, refusing to acknowledge the screen. With that, he rose and strode out of the restaurant.