I grab Gracie’s hand and tug her toward me, then spin us both around so her back is to the wall and I’m hovering in front of her. Gracie lets out a surprised yelp, her arms gripping my biceps until we’re finally still, her breathing coming in shallow gasps. “Hi,” I say. She smiles and gives her head a little shake. “You scared me.” “If you can trust me anywhere, it’s on the ice.”
