igh

her bright red curls a chaotic mess, her eyes wide as saucer

my computer screen. "Technically, it was a kiss on the chee

h, baby! That's not the point! The point is Julian Andrews, the ice p

y'll eat you alive! Especially Brooke Sterling and her cheerleading squad-Brooke's spent two years ac

wood Creek. If he can solve my pollutant dispersion model, I'd

you're a lost cause, then snat

e screen was a message

lateral edge transitions, and I'm a stiff hockey brute who keeps tripping over these damn figure skate toe p

training? Edge transitions? What

, her thumbs flying. "She's fr

e phone, but it was too l

"Saturday at two. My friends will

ke an Olympic gold medal. "

preliminary project meeting. He's just findi

d to talk about the project, he'd meet you at the library, not an ice

data model, we can find a chance to talk in det

to Analia. "See? He

"Okay, maybe you're half right... but this

ed at the rink, Julian and his two friends-Bec

a pair of stiff, rented figure skates. Standing over six-foot-two with broad athleti

r to the boards. But his instinct took over-he lean

mist

assive momentum was abruptly stopped, pitching him forward. With a heavy, resou

tely leaned against the gl

de on figure blades! Watching a two-hundred-pound power forward get

us with a wry, self-deprecating grin. "See? I

wasn't kidding. A killer on the hockey rink

erstood his problem instantly. Hockey blades had a curved rocker, built for aggressive forward weight and rapid c

edge to push himself back up. A strange

t. I couldn't let Briar's star captain break a wr

es, Analia clumsil

with effortless precision and held ou

ing ice-blue eyes. He reached out and took my hand. H

d toward me, and I had to lock my core an

firmly on my forearm to steady himself, his proximity sending a sudden ripple of static

igh, you look like a natural. Unlike Captain C

arded. "Just messing around." I had no in

is natural forward-charging habits with visible concentration. There was something undeniably captiv

f the rink, cutting sharp, effortless arcs. The contrast between them and Julian-stubbornly struggl