Don’t you dare, Olivia mouths. But Cara’s jumping up and down, shaking Olivia’s shoulders, just daring me to do it. So I do. I point my stick at her, bring my glove to my lips, and blow Olivia the biggest, loudest smooch I can muster, sending it out into the arena as the crowd goes nuts. Her cherry red face lights up the jumbotron for the second time in her life, because I’ll never learn my lesson. I throw an arm up overhead, gesturing at the screen with my stick. “That’s my fucking princess!” I did say I do everything with flare.
