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𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
"Why are you actually good at this?" Connor's infectious, but rare none the less, laugh fills my ears as we glide together around the outdoor rink.
"I don't know," I tap my chin playfully with my free hand "it's almost as if i have a twin brother who plays hockey."
"I've grown up in rinks pretty boy. I'd be more concerned if I didn't know how to skate."
He grabs my hand pulling me along faster, "alright then sassy."
"Why is it so much colder here? I can't feel my toes," I complain trying to keep up with his naturally fast pace.
Connor slows down pulling me off to the side where he bends down slightly to fix my scarf, tucking it tighter around my neck "it's called snow. Usually happens when it's cold."
"Who's the sassy one now?" I gasp "I know what snow is buddy."
"Don't call me buddy" he sasses back flicking me on the forehead.
"Ow!" I hiss clutching my forehead "your fingers are freakishly bony."
"Shit i'm sorry babe, lemme see" he voices his concern reaching to examine the damage but I race away "first to the end wins loser!"
"Holy shit, you're exactly like Madi" he groans trying to catch up half-heartedly.
I make it to the end of the almost-empty rink with a split second to spare before thick arms wrap around my middle lifting me up and spinning me around.
Connor gently places me back down on the ice smirking at my wild hair splayed out across my face.
"Geez someone needs a hairbrush" he teases tucking the loose strands back behind my ears.
His fingers are calloused from the obvious hard work he puts in, yet his movements are gentle as they glide across my cheekbones.
"Such a beautiful girl" he smiles running his thumb over the bridge of my nose before locking eyes with mine.
Three months.
Three short months is all it has taken to discover a brand new feeling in my life.
And with the sweetest boy who already looks at me like I've hung the moon for him.
How lucky am i?
"Well are you gonna kiss me or are you too scared pretty boy?" I question.
Before I can think about whether or not my response was called for, his warm lips are on mine for the first time ever. Rough but soft all at the same time.
It doesn't last long enough by the time I fully process the motion and begin to kiss back.
He slowly pulls away placing another quick peck on my swollen lips and grinning at the dazed look on my face.
"Wow that was -" I start but quickly get cut off.
"Amazing? I know. No need to boost my ego baby doll" Connor smirks kissing my lips quickly once again.
"You seriously need to be humbled" I roll my eyes at his boyish grin.
"I'm humbled every time you open that pretty little mouth of yours sweetheart."
