CHAPTER EIGHTMorgan
Morgan sat in the café of the rink with Travis across from her. They were on another coffee date, this time after practice.
“Next time, maybe we could go somewhere outside of the rink?” she teased.
She didn’t mind, honestly. It was nice getting to hang out with him during her break. He was handsome, and she’d take any chance to stare at him for an hour.
“Sure. I just thought that with you working, and me already here, this would be a great excuse to see you mid-day. And if you’re free, I thought we could grab dinner tonight?” He grinned cockily.
“Sounds like a plan. What’s dinner? Western Egg Wraps at the rink cafe?” she teased.
“Haha. Very funny.”
“I thought so. But seriously, I don’t know too many places here yet, so surprise me.”
“Okay.” He nodded. “And speak
