“I’ll show you.”
Planting that fine ass of hers on the ledge, she swings her legs over. “You got me?”
“I got you.”I’ll always have you, Sunshine.She hops into my arms, and I turn, heading back onto the ice. “Hold on.” Wrapping her legs around my center, she loops her arms around my neck.
Her giggle melts me. Having her in my arms knocks a weight that I’ve been carrying across my shoulders onto the rink. For a few moments, at least, my world is righted on its axis.Complete.
“What are we doing, babe?” she asks.
“Babe? I like that.” I grin at her, still not believing my own eyes. “Just thought I’d take you for a spin.”
She caresses my face, her thumb running under my eye where a bruise is healing. She places a kiss there. “I don’t like this.”
“Part of the game.”
“I still don’t like it.” She looks at me, her eyes soft at the edges. “I missed you. A lot.” In a heated crush, her lips find mine.
The lights in the arena seem to fade, and the sound of my skates cutting through the ice grows distant. It’s just my girl and me together like it should always be.
Far too soon, she pulls away. “I needed that.”
“I need much more than that.” I kiss her again. “Let me get changed, and I’ll show you all you’ve missed.”
Her smile falters. “I can’t.”
I flinch, pulling away to see more of her face.What does she mean she can’t?She drove all this way. “Surely, you’re coming home with me, right?”
“I have about ten minutes before my car gets towed,” she says, then catches herself. “Fall’s car, actually. If it hasn’t already.”
“What are you talking about?”
She sighs. “My car is still out of commission, so I borrowed Fall’s. But she has an overnight shift at the hospital, so I promised her that I would be back before then. But I couldn’t find parking since the arena garage is closed. So I parked in a loading and unloading zone at the end of the block. Her eyes widen. “I probably need to go.”
“You came here for a kiss?” I ask, confused. Not that I’m mad about it, but it seems like a little wild decision . . . even for Summer.
“No. I came here to give you something.”
I skate back to the tunnel and set her back on her feet. “They have delivery companies these days, you know.”
She laughs. “I know. But this needed to be hand-delivered. With a kiss.”
I pop my skate guards on the blades and step off the ice just in time for her to hand me an envelope with my name on it.
“What’s this?” I ask, starting to open it.
She places her hand on mine. “Wait. Don’t open it in front of me.”
“Why?”Shit.My stomach drops. Is this a break?—
“It’ll be embarrassing.”
“For whom?” I ask, holding it on my palm like it’s a hot potato.
She grins. “Me.”
My hackles lower. My curiosity is piqued, but I would never want to embarrass her—even if I’m dying to know what was so important that she drove all this way to hand deliver an envelope just to turn right back around to drive back again.
“I really gotta go,” she says, frowning. “It was so . . .” Shesighs, but this time, a smile spreads like it’s staying put. “It was good to see you. You look great. Sexy on that ice.”
