COLEEN
I woke up the next morning with the faint smell of ice still clinging to my hair.
I could still smell the metallic smell of the ice rink and the faint hint of Hayden’s cologne and for some reason, I didn’t hate it.
Although I would never admit this to him, but he was right. I did have fun. In fact, it was the most fun I’ve had in a while. I knew it sounded strange that I’ve never skated before but I was too busy studying to think about that.
In my defense, I wasn’t thinking about him when I got ready for class. At least, that’s what I told myself while pulling on a sweater I hadn’t worn in months. But then I caught myself wondering if he’d notice it.
And that was… embarrassing. What the hell had Hayden done to me that he had me feeling like a freshman in high school again.
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