Page 85 of Love on Ice

“I’ve missed you so much,” she says, hugging Harper tightly.

“I’ve missed you, too.”

“That’s Camryn Starr, Nate’s woman, and Kimmy’s business partner. They are organizing the wedding,” Sam whispers to me. I nod.

“Wait, is this your date?” Camryn asks, turning her attention onto me.

Harper smiles widely. “Yeah, this is Felix St. Pierre, he’s an hockey player.”

Camryn looks surprised as she stares at Harper. “You don’t date athletes.”

“I know. Thought I’d mix it up.” She shrugs with a wide grin.

“Nice to meet you,” I say, holding out my hand to her.

“It’s nice to meet the man who has put the smile back on my friend’s face,” she says, taking my hand and shaking it firmly.

“And he’s also seven years younger than her,” Sam adds. Harper rolls her eyes at her brother and Camryn bursts out laughing.

“Harper,” she squeals, “but I get it.” She nudges her friend.

“Stop it.” Harper giggles back.

“Good luck prying those two apart.” Sam chuckles as a waiter brings over a tray of champagne.

“I have to go. We will catch up during dinner, okay,” Camryn says, giving Harper a kiss on the cheek before scurrying away.

“Come on, let’s say hi,” Sam says as we enter the restaurant.

“You ready?” I ask her, holding my hand out for her.

“Sure, let’s do this.” She smiles as we grab a glass of champagne each and head inside. Sam is already inside greeting people.

“Excuse me, what the fuck is happening here?” Derrick Jones, Hollywood stylist, and all-round troublemaker, is the first person to spot us as he stares at our linked hands.

“You think this is blowing your mind? Watch this,” I say, dropping her hand and reaching out to grab her by the neck asI lean in and kiss Harper as passionately as I can. Derrick starts whistling and hollering at it.

“Fuck me, that was hot. Tell me he’s a good kisser. He looks like a good kisser,” Derrick asks Harper.

“It’s not the only thing he’s good at.” Harper winks.

“Fucking Bitch,” Derrick curses as he bursts out laughing.

“It’s good to see you again, Derrick,” I say, walking over and pulling him into a hug. One … two … three … and there it is, his hands are rubbing all over me. Oh, and there’s the ass grab. Derrick is harmless and a huge flirt, he is like this with everyone.

“You’re so hard,” he coos as he continues to rub himself all over me.

“Derrick,” Harper yells at him.

“Hey, I only want five minutes,” he grumbles as he continues to hug me. “So, it’s true you two are dating?” he asks as he slowly lets go of me.

“Yeah, we are,” I say, wrapping my arm around Harper’s shoulder.

“I approve of this one, compared to that other one you were dating. Gosh, she was hideously vapid,” Derrick says, rolling his eyes. “And to think she cheated on you with that downgrade of a man,” he says, shaking his head.

“Harper!” Vanessa Taylor squeals as she hugs Harper, and they start whispering and catching up.

“Felix, so good to see you, man,” an exhausted-looking Christian greets me.

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