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Ginny
I’ve been twiddling my thumbs the whole morning, but now we’re here in the middle of the resort at the ice rink. I can’t hide any longer. Do I pretend or show them what I have? Fuck my life at this moment.
“Okay, we brought our skates, but I’m going to go get you a pair of rentals. What size do you wear, Little One?” Blake asks with enthusiasm.
“Oh, umm, a size six.” I finally relent. It’s fake it or own up and do it time. If I show them I can skate, they’re going to want to know why I lied. I don’t have it in me at the moment to tackle that can of worms so fake it is what it’s going to be. My ass is going to hate me later, after I fall on it a few thousand times.
“Are you still worried, babe? We told you we’d help you.” Carter slides in closer to me, putting his arm over my shoulder and kissing my forehead. It’s such a tender touch and I hate myself for lying.
“Yeah, if it makes you feel better, Carter sucked for years before he was any good. For the longest time, he spent more time sitting on the ice than skating on it.” Chase laughs as Carter reaches across me and slaps his brother in the chest.
“Fuck you!” Carter snarls.
“Nope, I’d much rather be fucking Ginny and Blake,” Chase announces proudly. “Now, do you feel better about getting on the ice? We’ll help you and if you fall—because it’s all a part of learning—you just get up, shake it off and try again.”
“Yeah, just nervous. I just didn’t want to look like a dweeb in front of you every time I faceplant on the ice. Hell, look at that little girl on the ice. She has to be six or seven years old and she skates like an Olympic pro.” I point to the beautiful little girl who is performing figure eights so gracefully that even I’m awestruck.
“Here you go, one size six. Let’s get laced up and out there!” Blake’s voice booms, breaking my calm of watching the angel on the ice.
Blake hands out the skates, and I remove my boots and begin putting them on. I’m going slower than the guys, not wanting them to know lacing up the skates is second nature to me.
The guys have their skates on and are standing, and I’m still fiddling with mine. “Need some help, Ginny?” Carter asks sweetly, as he squats down in front of me, taking the laces from my hands and quickly ties them.
“Thanks to you, I am done.”
He takes my hands in his and helps me to stand. Knowing I need to give the best acting show of my life, I teeter totter a bit, like I’m about to lose balance and Carter holds me firmly in place. “See, there you go. I got you. Now we’re going to move to the ice. Just keep hold of my hands and we’ll slowly take a lap around.” His words are comforting, and it guts me more that I’m lying.
Carter skates backward with so much grace I know he’s spent a great deal of time on the ice. My acting skills must be good because he keeps telling me how great of a job I’m doing. I even managed to stumble and fall into his arms. His cologne overtakes me, a rugged scent I wasn’t familiar with, but it is my new favorite.
“I got you, baby,” his seductive voice rings in my ears as he grabs hold of me, keeping me from falling.
“Sorry, I guess I just have two left feet. I was definitely made for dry land, not frozen pond water.” I let out a little giggle, fully committing to the act I’m putting on.
“Nah, that’s not it. You just don’t have the right partner, little one.” Blake skids to a halt on the ice right beside us. “Want to skate with me and Chase? Or just me?” He flashes me the most adorable puppy dog eyes, and shit if I don’t feel a flutter in my stomach at how adorable he is.
“See how he is? Trying to cut in on our time. He’s lucky I like him.” Carter smiles at Blake and I genuinely see there’s no animosity between them. Could a relationship with more than one man really work? I know it does in the books, but that's all make believe. It’s not a real-life relationship.
“Blah, Blah, Blah, so what do you say, Ginny, want to take a glide around the ice with me?”
“I’d love to, Blakie Blake.” I can’t help but snicker at my ridiculous nickname for him, but I couldn’t help it.
“See that man? I knew she liked me more. I got my own pet name. Come on, little one, let’s show them how to do it.” He takes my hands and pulls me from Carter.
He draws me in tight to his side, and we slowly skate away. Not a word is spoken between us, just the sound of our breathing mixed with the joyous sounds of those around us.
I’ve just lifted my head when I see Carter and Chase whiz past us, each of them skating with such excitement. I used to feel that way once. But after years of being told what to do and when to do it, I lost my love of the ice. Today, though, has been different. The old familiar feeling is returning as I skate with the guys. I don’t have to do some fancy move, or repeat a trick over and over. No, it’s simply the joy of skating and enjoying being with your friends. I missed it and wanted it back. But I know it’s just an ill forgotten dream. Come a couple weeks from now, it’ll be all about what can get Antony and myself a higher score.
“Having fun?” Blake leans in and asks.
Turning my head, I look up into his beautiful blue eyes. “I am. Thank you for convincing me to come today.”
At that moment Chase and Carter zip past us again, except this time there’s a herd of children who seem to range in age from seven to teenagers chasing them as fast as their skates will take them.
A tear springs to my eye, seeing how happy they’re playing with the kids. Both of them make sure that the children are having fun, even helping up the ones who stumble and fall to the ice. What really made my ovaries scream was the way they fell on the ice, putting on a big production of doing so just so the children wouldn’t feel bad about falling.
“We help coach a little league team back at home.” Blake moves behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as his hot breath dances along my neck.
“That’s amazing and so sweet,” I reply.
