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“I should have called for one ere still warhed behinddown aton my screen to move a hell of a lot faster

She took a step closer to the curb, and the shiny glint along the concrete caught my eye

Did you know there isn’t a consensus from scientists about what makes ice slippery? So onto it instantaneously athers on top With all the time I spend on the ice, you’d think I’d know a bitI know is that it hurts like hell when you wipe out on it

Liv’s arms flailed in a windmill, her phone clutched in her hand as her feet flew out from under her in those damn sexy purple shoes

Lunging for her, I threw ed to do was find my own nice little patch of ice For a hockey player, I’d like to think I’d be raceful in a fall, but all bets are off when you’re trying not to crush someone

Folding ht to take the brunt of the iround, and Liv landed squarely on my chest Pain ricocheted up my back, and I kneould leave a bruise There was a bounce and a skid, then silence Even the chirping birds had shut up to watch us bite it

I kept my arms around her, her face buried in h her body, and my fear ratcheted up

“Are you hurt? Did I crush you?”

She looked up at e sasped for air “Dude, I thought you’d be hter continued as she wiped the tears off her face

“I deserve a little credit Who’s the one who saved you from a face-plant?”

“You did, although you didn’t save ” She ran her hands along the back of her dress and pushed up off my chest

A flash of her bare skin with roaned at the weight of her body shifting over hty percent elbows and knees?

“Oh shut up, you big baby You have two-hundred-pound hockey players sla into you nonstop” She planted her foot, which slipped again, and everything moved in slow motion as her knee came back down

There’s a , and it’s almost worse than the actual pain—almost