Chapter 7 ELLIOT

CW: USE OF HOMOPHOBIC SLUR.

By the time I rushed into the rink, stumbling and half asleep on my feet, Weston was already there.

“You’re late,” he said, voice neutral. “Again.”

I swallowed, “Yeah, didn’t hear my alarm.”

He stood in the centre of the ice, untouchable in his element as he stared ...