Sloane’s POV
Dinner passes far more pleasantly than I expected. We talk about university, his upcoming hockey commitments, the classes I'm determined to finish, and even the weather. Somehow, we move from movies to video games, disagree over a few things, and end up planning a hike, just the two of us.
We don't talk about the future. Or Kai. Or Judy. We certainly don't discuss his mother or the unpleasant thoughts she managed to plant in my head. I'm glad I brought it up before dinner.
It’s just us, a young couple having a romantic dinner and conversation, enjoying each other’s company without having to think too hard about everything else.
He listens whenever I speak, occasionally slipping in a teasing remark that earns him an eye roll or a smile. He also keeps hinting that he has a s
