Line drills wore down even those of us in top physical shape if we did them long enough. “Again,” Orion yelled. We all went back to the line, the scrapes of blades on ice and an occasional grunt the only sounds in the arena. I’d sweated all the way through my clothes and pads, but I didn’t mind line drills today. Being physically worn down calmed my racing mind. I hadn’t heard from Charlotte since she’d left the pizza place the other night, other than a text with a date, time, and address for a doctor’s appointment next week. I’d come close to texting her an apology several times but had stopped myself. She was a hothead, just like her brother. The difference was I didn’t give a shit when Liam was pissed at me. But Charlotte had been on my mind every minute since we’d fought. Normally, I could have talked to Liam or Killian about things, but this time was different. Liam was out for obvious reasons, and Killian was distracted as hell by his pursuit of Sidney Stahl, our team owner.
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