The next morning, Logan woke up with one goal in mind—figuring out exactly what kind of charm necklace he was going to get Grace.
He had ideas, but it had to be perfect.
By the time he got to the rink for morning practice, he already had a mental checklist:
A charm that represents hockey (because he played, and she always supported him)
Something personal between them (Lucky Charm had stuck, so maybe something with that?)
Something timeless (Nothing cheap. Nothing that'd break. This needed to last.)
After practice, as the guys were getting ready to leave for Thanksgiving break, Logan pulled Garrett aside.
"Hey," Logan said, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel. "You know that jewelry shop your mom loves? The one downtown?"
Garrett raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why?"
"I need to
