“Thursday,” I state, ignoring his question. “Our first session We’ll meet at the rink.” His entire face lights up. “I’m in?” He takes a step forward like he’s about to hug me but stops when I take one back. He clears his throat. “What changed your mind?” Kian’s little speech had a lot to do with it, and when I look at Aiden I know Kian wasn’t lying. There’s something about his eyes that makes me believe it. “Your desperation,” I say instead. “Pity? I’ll take it.” He beams. I purse my lips to keep from smiling. “Don’t get too comfortable, you’re on thin ice.”
