“Start talking,” Ethan snapped at me again with his arms folded across his chest like a human barricade while his eyes darted between me and Ryans. “Now.”
Behind him, Ryans stood like he was bracing for a hit on the ice with his shoulders squared, jaw tight and gaze fixed on me. He didn’t speak, just waited as if he was letting me take the lead in this case.
And it was crazy because my tongue had apparently turned to mush.
“Ethan,” I took a deep breath and said carefully, as if coaxing a snarling dog. “Let’s all just take a deep breath.”
“I’ll breathe when someone tells me why the hell my best friend keeps having issues with Caleb and why I am hearing some funny rumour about you two lately! Are you guys really dating?!” he thundered, pointing at Ryans like the very sight of him offen
