ox
ave me the same polished smile the cameras loved. His eyes moved ove
practiced. "The short-track guy. I did
ice." I stepped closer. "Before I show you what a
nd the red lights blinked as they c
. She stood stiff with her jaw locked while she faced the man who had wrecked her career.
oming off her hit me like a physical strike and woke a hard protective heat in my chest. I could not stand the way sh
Mercer. The people in charge know it. The judges know it. Everly will never win a me
ated the words and l
uld not see her. He tried to straighten and look
said it clearly enoug
hed the mic clos
ay?" Hunter's f
ok at how she skates. Look at how she spins. She is a better athlete than you will ever be, Cross.
d a darker look took its place.
other. Everly is not a partner. Look at her ankle. If she falls, it will break. Ava is a partner. S
acket. The tremor in her body shifted from fear into pure anger. Hi
in into the open just to look big for the cameras. The need
o, Hunter. Some people just do not know when to quit. Everly can keep skating here
win. They wanted to crush the last of her spirit and m
d. "You do not know anything about figure skating, Mercer. Everly is d
s not
nto the arena, and
facility. You do not even have the proper equipment for her to train." He turned toward the nearest camera with a pract
hought he could walk into my house, insult my trainer, and w
in front of the entire country. I did not lo
hand around her waist, and pu
hammered against me, and her warmth soaked through the shirt. Her frame fit ag
camera and then at Hunt
to the Olympics." The words fe
t off o
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