Daelan’s POV.
I clicked my tongue, shaking my head as I steadied her. For the second time in just a short while, I had caught her before she could meet the ice with another spectacular crash. My arm was still firm around her middle, and for some reason I had not let go immediately. Her hands clung to me, gripping the fabric of my shirt tightly as if she had no idea she was doing it.
I wanted to tell her something, maybe tease her for nearly ending up bruised again, but before I could, a voice rang out across the rink.
"Are you okay, Cassie?" Nathan’s tone was sharp with concern. He and Sandy were hurrying toward us, their expressions both tense and worried. Only then did I fully register that they were here too, watching everything.
Cassie gave a quick nod, though she was still holdin
