KATY’S POV
I read Logan’s text over and over, grinning like an i***t before finally exhaling and shoving my phone into my pocket.
I’ve been to Montreal twice since Braydon joined the team, sure, but this? This is actually the first time I’m stepping foot inside their training rink. My stomach does that fluttery thing you only get when you know someone’s about to see you and not expect it. I can’t wait for the look on his face.
Even from outside, this place is huge. The building towers over the street like it swallowed the block whole, all glass and steel reflecting the sun. But the moment I step through the doors… wow. It’s massive. It’s even bigger than Braydon described, and I have to pause for a second just to let it all sink in.
As I walk past some staff, I feel their eyes on me. I
