“I’m surprised you didn’t throw that kid into the boards. I mean, even I wanted to,” I say. Gray’s lips tip up. “Wait for it.” “What?” “Just watch.” He nods to the ice. And my mouth drops open as I watch Graycee check the little boy against the boards. Damn, she hit him hard too. Didn’t even try to slow down. I push to my feet with a gasp. “What did you say to her?” “I told her to save it for the game.”
