I encouraged Cole. “You’re doing great. Just keep your eyes on me.” “This feels so frigging awkward. I can’t believe I let you talk me into this. My body wasn’t designed for this.” He shuffled forward on his ice skates, big hands clutching mine with a grip just this side of bone crushing. “Guess that’ll teach me to admit I suck at something. From now on, I feign competence in all things.” I laughed, but his glare silenced me. He’d had more than his fair share of falls at the indoor skating rink I’d taken him to this afternoon. Tall and solid as he was, I knew he had to be feeling bruised in body as well as ego. “You’ve done so much for me since I’ve been back, I had to do something for you. Teaching you a skill you lacked seemed the perfect way to thank you.” I gave him a cheeky grin. “You’re lucky I love you.” “Yes,” I agreed.
