Chapter 10
Billy drove Erika up to the Mischen Rink in the truck. He only had to remind her of the “no s*x while driving” rule twice.
“Whoa.” She stared in awe out across the ice upon entering.
“Come up to the stands. You can see it better.” He led the way.
“You’re right.” There were dozens of hearts, in various sizes, etched into the ice. “It’s amazing.”
“Yeah?”
Erika turned to Billy. “Yes.” She kissed him.
“Irina will probably pitch a fit,” Billy said. “Now that you’ve seen it, maybe Tom Alan can Zamboni the evidence away before she gets here.”
“No. Come skate on it with me.” She led him back down the steps.
“I’m going to be late for class.”
“So…?” Erika touched his chest and then his belly. She didn’t stop there. “You can copy someone’s notes.”
Convincing him wasn’t difficult
