Damian’s Point of View
Carolyn was certainly a nervous type of person, always worried about the what if’s and preparing for something to go wrong. I’d grown up ready to take risks, knowing that the biggest risks often came with the biggest rewards, but maybe that’s just because I’d grown up playing hockey. Carolyn was new to this lifestyle though, which made her more nervous than I’d see her ever before. I smiled to myself as I walked back into the locker room, knowing that as I pressed my lips to her cheek I’d caught her off guard. It was the perfect reaction, with the eyes of the entire arena already curiously watching us, and her cheeks burning pink in surprise. That rumour that had been lingering its way through the arena last week had just morphed entirely into something else at that
