Page 188 of High Stick Heartthrob


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Atlas did all the work.

Skating backward.

Keeping me close to him.

His right hand held my arm. His left hand touched my belly.

We skated to the middle of the ice and he stopped.

“There,” he said. “You did it. You’re ice skating.”

“You’re distracting me.”

“If I wanted to do that, I’d take you into the locker room for a little fun.”

I looked around. “Well, you said we’re alone.”

“Hazel…”

“What?” I asked. I batted my eyes, flirting. “Ice skating isn’t exactly fun for me, Atlas.”

“I’ll make it fun.”

He pulled at me and started to skate again.

This time he moved faster.

My heart raced.

This was so dumb yet it became so fun.

Watching the look on his face.

The way he moved on the ice.

It didn’t seem logical that a man his height and size could move the way he did.

He was almost graceful on the ice.

It was sexy as hell to see.

I was used to seeing him in his hockey gear and all that.

This was just Atlas in shorts and a long-sleeved shirt.

Those massive, muscular legs of his…

I completely lost my balance.

Atlas somehow spun around me and was now behind me.

Hands at my hips.

I grabbed his hands.

“You’re fine,” he whispered. “Focus on your feet. You’re fine, love.”

We began to skate like that.

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