Applause broke out around the arena, and the Wombats skated a victory lap. Hel grinned when she realised one of the Dingoes players was among them. Rocky had broken away from his new team and decided to skate with his old teammates.
He noticed her as he flew past and skidded to a halt.
“Hel,” he called in delight.
“Hi, Rocky. How are you?”
“I’m good. I miss the Wombats, but Darwin is great, and the Dingoes are growing on me.”
“How’s Abbey?”
“She’s brilliant. Why aren’t you on the bench with Frost?”
“Now, ladies and gentlemen, we have a lady here who would like to ask a question to her young man.”
“Are you? Is that?” Realisation dawned on Rocky’s face.
“Yup.” Hel smiled.
She was still nervous but had never been so sure of anything in her life.
“Do you want a lift?” Rocky flung the door to the ice open and grabbed Hel up into his arms before she had a chance to object.
“Yes,” she answered belatedly, chuckling as he skated her to the middle of the ice, the microphone clutched in her hand.
He deposited her in the centre, gave her a thumbs up and skated away.
Hel took a couple of deep breaths. She was a total idiot. What was she thinking? However, when she looked across the ice and saw Frost staring back at her, her nerves evaporated.
“Hi everyone.” Her voice sounded a little squeaky as she spoke into the microphone, so she moved it away from her mouth and cleared her throat. “I’ve come here tonight to ask my boyfriend Frost a question.” She still loved calling him her boyfriend.
She stared at Frost as he vaulted over the boards and out onto the rink. Making his way over to her like a man who was born on ice. His limp gone now after a lot of hard work in the gym to restrengthen the wasted muscles.
“Hi,” Hel said when he stood right in front of her.
She couldn’t stop herself, she grabbed hold of the front of his suit and pulled him in for a kiss. It set her off balance, and she slipped. Frost caught hold of her, turning it into a dip, where he kissed her at the bottom.
Hel dimly heard the applause and wolf whistles around her.
Frost pulled her back to her feet. “What did you want to ask me.”
“I love you. Will you marry me?” Hel kept it simple. She would have got down on one knee but knew she would fall on her arse if she tried.
Frost’s green eyes burnt into hers, and for a moment, she was afraid he would say no, then he dropped to one knee in front of her.
“Of course I’ll marry you. Will you marry me?”
Hel’s jaw dropped when he pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it to show her a stunning ring with a large central ruby surrounded by tiny diamonds.
When she didn’t say anything and stared at him, he continued. “I bought it a few months ago. It reminded me of your hair. I’ve been carrying it around for a while but didn’t want to freak you out by asking so quickly.” He offered it to her. “You haven’t answered my question, Hel.”
“Absolutely.” She dropped down and sat on his knee. Kissing him until she was breathless.
When she came up for air, she realised the noises in the stands were louder, and they were all for her and Frost.
Looking up at her friends, she could see all three women on their feet, dancing and celebrating.
She turned back to Frost and kissed him one more time.
He pulled away and said, “I love you, Hel.”
Hel didn’t hesitate. “I love you, Frost.”
