LUCAS’ POV
The arena feels alive before the puck even drops. The air is thick with energy. I hear the sounds of chants, drums, the blaring horns of fans already on their feet waving banners. Lights flash across the rink. It feels bigger than life, like I’ve stepped into something more than just a game.
The hockey championship is today.
And yet, despite the noise, I feel his eyes. Jack. His eyes keep burning into me like fire from across the rink.
I skate slow circles, warming up. I tap my stick over and over against the ice, but every time I glance up, he’s there, smirking, waiting for me to c***k.
Then my eyes find her.
Ashley.
She’s in the stands, sitting with Melissa. Her hair catches the arena lights, and for a second, everything else blurs out. She’s laughing at something Meli
