ALLISON’S POV
Watching your boyfriend play hockey from the front row is one thing. But watching while wearing his jacket, his name literally on your back? Yeah… that’s something else.
This is Justin’s first game since he was cleared to play again, and if my heart is racing this hard, I can’t even imagine what it feels like for him.
Cadston’s arena is also very big and loud, music thumping from the speakers overhead, the bass so heavy it vibrates through the bleachers and up into my seat.
Everywhere I look is red and gold, packed into every row, and I tug Justin’s jacket tighter around my shoulders.
It’s enormous on me, obviously. The sleeves swallow my hands and the length hits mid-thigh and Evans stretches across my back in bold block letters. I acted casual about it when he gave i
