“Not yet,” Liam says. “How’s it going with Madeline and Lucy?” That surprises me. Liam’s never been one to care about what goes on off the ice. In fact, he actively avoids it. There’s a hint of protectiveness behind his question, though, and it makes me think I need to answer very carefully or he’ll put a fist in my face. “Really well,” I say. “We go to the park with the dogs and hang out. Madeline is a great chef, and we get along well.” I leave out the part where we sat on my couch together the other night. How her laughs turned into snorts and how I couldn’t help having one more glass of
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