Aria
The rink is buzzing with energy when I arrive. Relief washes over me…I haven’t missed Lucas’s game.
“Look who decided to show up,” a familiar voice sneers.
I turn to see Vanessa’s minion pointing at me, her smirk full of malice.
Vanessa strides over, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her crossed arms. “You must have lost your mind, Aria,” she sneers. “What the f**k are you doing here?”
I hold my ground, even though my knees are shaking like jelly. “I earned my spot on this team, Vanessa,” I snap. “There’s nothing you can do about it.”
Oh, she doesn’t like that. Her nostrils flare like she’s about to breathe fire. But before she can roast me alive, a voice calls out behind me.
“Aria, you doing okay there?”
I spin around, and there he is. Lucas. Shirtless Lucas is gr
