ANTALYA'S POV
And just like that, everything's gotten even more complicated.
"Raymond, stop!" I shouted, skating toward the tangled mess of bodies on the ice. "You're going to get suspended!"
Derek was trying to crawl away while holding his bleeding nose, and Jake was still pinned under Raymond's weight. The other players had formed a circle around the fight, some cheering, others looking uncomfortable.
This is exactly the kind of attention we don't need.
"Get off him!" I grabbed Raymond's arm, trying to pull him back. "It's not worth it!"
"Yes, it is," Raymond snarled, but he allowed me to help him to his feet. "Nobody talks about you like that."
About me. He's defending my honor when I'm supposed to be a man.
As I helped Raymond straighten his jersey, something made me look up to
