ARIA’s POV
The ride to the hockey training ground was dead silent, at least from my side. I sat in the back seat staring out the window like the trees were the most interesting thing ever, refusing to give Jasper or Reed a single word. They kept glancing at me in the rearview, smirking like they knew they were getting under my skin. My plan was simple—let them tag along and watch me get closer to Zane, then use their jealousy to make everything blow up in their faces. But damn, the tension in the car was thick enough to choke on. I could feel their eyes on my new haircut, on the way my top hugged my chest, and it made my stomach flip with a mix of annoyance and stupid heat.
When we finally pulled up, the ice rink looked empty since it wasn’t a school day. Perfect chance to finally be alo
