*QUEEN OF MISCHIEF*
Tyler's POV
“Well… well… well. If it isn’t the dork of the century.”
I glanced over my shoulder as I skated toward the tunnel, the towel still draped around my neck. The voice belonged to our new signing—Sean Ferrars—gliding across the ice with that cocky f*****g swagger. His eyes were locked on the blonde girl from earlier. Flora. Her face contracted into a frown like they had some kind of history.
Not my f*****g problem. I couldn’t care less about either of them.
I pushed through the locker room door, the heavy slam echoing behind me. The win still hummed in my veins—that last goal had been pure dominance, the puck slamming into the net as the clock hit zero. I was the Devil on Ice for a reason. But the girl’s desperate little approach in the tunnel had soured t
