Allie
I could still see the goal.
Every time I blinked, the moment replayed in my head.
Ryan stealing the puck.
The pass cutting cleanly across the ice.
Chase moving faster than everyone around him.
Then the shot.
Perfect.
The entire arena had erupted, but for one ridiculous second, it had felt as though he had looked directly at me.
Maybe he had.
I touched the small team pin on my coat and smiled.
Mia noticed immediately.
“You’re doing it again.”
I glanced at her. “Doing what?”
“Smiling at absolutely nothing.”
“I’m not smiling at nothing.”
“Exactly. You’re smiling at Chase.”
I rolled my eyes and looked toward the tunnel.
The restricted hallway was quieter than the arena, but the sound of celebration still carried through the walls. Players, staff members, and security mo
