Chapter 149

A little before nine, the ice clears and the first practice race gets underway. The fifteen hundred and even though it’s not Dante’s forte, he keeps up with the pack and is second across the finish line. Around them, people in the stands surge to their feet with a roar like the tide, and Ryan feels insignificant and lost amid the standing crowd. But somehow Dante sees him. He skates over to where Ryan is, leans on the boards, shouts out, “Second! And I suck at this race.”

“You don’t suck,” Ryan laughs, raising his voice to be heard over the din of the crowd.

Dante gives him a saucy wink. “I can, if you want,” he replies, and Ryan feels his face flush at the remark. He walked right into that one, didn’t he? “Tonight,” Dante promises, and with a wave at Becca, he skates away.