Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Even with everything going on around us—the screaming fans, the flashbulbs, the flowers and plush toys raining down—it felt like we were alone.

My whole world narrowed to the heat of Heath’s lips, the sweat on the back of his neck slick under my palm, the weight of him leaning in like he couldn’t get near enough to me.

I drew him closer, deepening the kiss. I didn’t give a damn who was watching. All that mattered was him and me and what we’d just done on that ice together.

By the time I tasted the blood, he was already falling.