Well, this relationship was obviously over.
“He’s just spoiled.”
Turning my back on Lucian, I stalked away angrily.
“Good girl,” a low voice rumbled in my ear as Gabriel skated by.
“Fuck you!” I snarled, turning to grip the chain-length fence, but I was rewarded only with a spray of ice in my face.
Think, Lark.
How are you going to get out here?
I walked by Hemsworth, who had one eye on the ice and another on the play he was working on.
“Is the whole family into hockey?” I asked, trying desperately to put on my professional voice and keep the panic out of it.
“Oh yes,” he grinned. “Gabriel was a remarkable child. His mother left at quite a young age and he was always athletic. Lucian and I have more money than is probably good for us, so of course Gabriel always got the best tutors, you know?”
Yes, I did know.
Fucking asshole had everyone wrapped around his finger or too frightened to help me.
“Have your phone on you?” I asked in a casual voice.
“No, no, I don’t. Cell service is always pretty bad out here, anyways.”
Shit
There had to be service somewhere on the grounds.
I sidled up to the group of college girls, darting my eyes this way and that, even though it was ridiculous. He couldn’t keep an eye on meallthe time.
He’d have to relax his guard sometime.
Right?
“Can I use your phone?” I whispered to one of the women.
“Oh, Dr. Lindeth! Sure, what happened to yours?”
“It broke,” I muttered.
“Sure!” she said, fishing it from her purse and handing it to me without breaking her gaze from Gabriel’s body.
There was a flush on his high cheekbones as he scythed over the ice, the wind ruffling through his ink-black hair.
I clutched the phone in hot hands, biting my lip with nerves as I hastily opened the Uber app and punched in our address.
I was so intent on ordering it as fast as I could that I didn’t notice the way conversation ceased around me.
But I should have.
Isn’t even a mouse smart enough to freeze when a bird of prey circles closer?
And then a glove dropped in front of me and a big, tanned hand reached down and ripped the phone out of my grasp.
“Who gave her this?” Gabriel asked, and his voice wasn’t even angry. That was what was so frightening about it.
