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He barrels forward with his arms flailing. He’s heading straight for a family with two small children.

“Make way,” he yells but they must not hear him as they don’t move.

He tries to change his direction but he’s lost all control. He windmills his arms as he flies forward.Bam!He slams into the family at full force and knocks them down like bowling pins.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes as he scrambles away from them.

“Sir,” a security guard yells from outside the rink. “I think you should leave.”

“It was an accident,” Damon claims as he tries to stand. I rush to help him. He tries to push me away but I don’t let him.

“It wasn’t a suggestion,” the guard says.

I help Skye and Damon to the rink exit under the watchful eye of the security guard. As soon as our skates are off, he snags them from us. “I’ll return these. The exit is over there.”

“I’ve never been kicked out of an ice skating rink before,” I quip as we settle into the car.

“Shut it, Angel,” he growls.

I crack up laughing. I finally discovered an activity Damon doesn’t excel in. In fact, he sucks at it.

It only makes me love him more. I want to reach over and grasp his hand but Skye’s in the backseat. I settle for patting his thigh a few times.

Chapter 31

You better watch your back, Brody Bragg. ~ Message from Damon to the Bragg brothers

Love Hill

Isqueeze Damon’s hand to stop him. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

He sighs before releasing my hand to cradle my face. “You don’t need to be scared. No one’s going to treat you badly.”

I lift my eyebrows. “Really?”

He kisses my forehead. “You said my brothers’ partners were nice to you at Mom’s wedding.”

I scowl. Does he have to remember what I said? Most of the men I’ve been with didn’t bother to remember how much I hate getting flowers – they just die – and yet Damon remembers—

I cut those thoughts off. I will not compare Damon to the men in my past. He’s different. He’s the man I love. Not someone I’m using for free food and gifts. Which I don’t do anymore. Nope. Love Hill is a changed woman. An in-love woman.

“It’s okay to be nervous.”

My scowl deepens. “I’m not nervous.”

“Scared then.”

“Do you want me to hurt you?”

He wiggles his eyebrows. “We could do some wrestling.”

I roll my eyes. “Let me guess. Naked wrestling.”

“Is there any other type?”

“Such a man.”

“I’ll prove to you I’m a man.” He winks.

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