“Yeah, he is,” she agreed.
“I now realize how hard those moves are,” Masie continued.
“Kason and Thayer make it look easy,” Giselle said.
My brows dipped. Had a compliment really left her lips?
“I can’t wait to see it in person,” Masie said, looking at me. “Thayer said I could come watch him compete.”
“If he competes,” Giselle said.
“What do you mean?” Masie asked, oblivious to the intent behind her words.
“She just means she doubts I will,” I explained before swigging my beer.
“I didn’t say that,” Giselle said through gritted teeth.
“You didn’t have to,” I said. “It’s written all over your face.”
Masie’s eyes jumped between us.
“I’m sorry. When you compete. Is that better?” Giselle asked.
“Much,” I agreed.
“I just wonder when you’ll actually do it. You know, put yourself out there,” she said, baiting me.
“Put myself out there?” I scoffed. “Been there, done that. Crashed and burned.”
Her eyes widened.
Yeah, Giselle. I said it.
“Well, you’ve never been one to give up,” she said, recovering like the pro she was.
I opened my mouth to respond, but Kason joined us with Shay at his side.
“Hey,” Kason said. “Giselle, did you meet Thayer’s friend?”
Giselle plastered on a polite smile that disguised the disgusted look she’d had on her face. “Yes. We were chatting about Thayer and the odds of him competing again.”
Kason looked to Thayer. “You didn’t change your mind, did you?”
“Nope. I’m all in,” I assured him, and anyone else who doubted me.
6
GISELLE
As I scrolled through the newsfeed on my phone, the snow continued to float down from the sky. It had been a slow night at the boutique because of the weather, and I was bored. I hated to close early, especially because Valentine’s Day was in a couple of weeks. Guys were already coming in to check out the outfits in the window and the jewelry in the cases.
A text appeared on my screen from Gino.
Gino
How’s the snow?
Me