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I give her hand a squeeze. I can still feel the warmth of her skin, the feel of her hand in mine intoxicating. Let go? I would sooner die.
"Don't worry, you're safe with me," I tell her, smiling over at her.
"It's not my ass I'm worried about, it's my camera. These things aren't cheap, you know," she says, using her other hand to shift it around and hold it up.
"Strange, my priorities are the opposite," I grin as I kick off, building up a little more speed.
She blushes but doesn't comment. For a few minutes, we just glide around the ice. Sofie slips a few times as she learns how to shift her weight on skates to turn, but I'm there before she even knows she needs help.
"This isn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be," Sofie observes after a few laps.
"Try it with five gorillas trying to smash your brains out," I fire back.
"Sounds awful. Ice skating, I can enjoy. I'll leave the hockey to you, though," Sofie says with a grin.
"Alright, I'm going to let go of your hand now. You wanted a few shots, right?" I ask, reaching down and gripping the hem of my shirt.
"Uh," Sofie stammers as I pull my shirt up and over my head. "Yeah. Not sure if Payton will be able to use these for social media, though."
"Who said anything about Payton? These are just for you," I flash her my best sexy smile as I skate away backward.
Sofie is beautiful when she blushes. The pink flush creeps up from between the peek of exposed cleavage, climbs her throat, and settles on the apples of her cheeks. Much deeper than her skin— Sofie blushes with her entire body.
I want to strip her down and follow that blush as it spreads all the way down.
"You don't have to pretend like you don't enjoy looking. I like it, you know. I've always performed better with an audience," I say.
Sofie is standing in the middle of the ice as I literally skate circles around her, never turning my back on her. She's watching me, but I'm determined to watch her right back.
"See, that's crazy to me." Sofie's incredulous tone is punctuated by the constant shutter clicks of her camera. "What if everyone sees you fall on your ass?"
She tilts her head, snapping another shot as I skate past. She nearly lost her balance before righting herself quickly. Her fingers are a blur as she focuses and adjusts a million things at once.
"Just makes me work harder not to fall, or fail, or miss my shot. Unless pretty little dark-haired voyeurs are flashing me," I tease.
She peeks out from around her camera and bites her bottom lip.
"If I really flashed you, you'd die, hot shot," she calls back.
Sofie's eyes widen. She looks surprised at the words coming out of her own mouth.
I cut my circle in half, skating up close to her and stopping with such intensity that I send a spray of ice at her.
"I'm on to you, Sofie," I lean in close, watching the way her chest rises and falls with her every breath. "See, the way you tease and hide behind the camera? It might work on everyone else, but you can't push me away."
Her eyes grow wide as the camera drops to hang limply in front of her.
"At first, I thought you were just a shy little voyeur, but that's not quite right, is it?" I'm close enough to feel the warmth of her breath now. "You like showing off, don't you, Sofie? But you're selective about your audience. You want to be watched by me."
She looks completely lost for words as I lean in even closer. Her breath fogs the cool air around my face.
"Asshole," Sofie mutters, but her eyes are half-lidded, looking up at me with anticipation.
"That's not a no," I whisper back.
Then I kick off with a laugh, sliding away from her and putting distance between us.
"Alright, maybe it's true. Not all of us have talents that are good for showing off. Not everyone is comfortable being the center of attention. I've never had anything but pain from that," Sofie crosses her arms, glaring at me as she shivers.
