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Nathan got me the keys—perks of having a dad who runs the team—and Logan gave me a pep talk about making it romantic but not too cheesy.

Aurora helped string fairy lights across the boards and Cole set up a camera so we’ll have the whole thing recorded—every stumble, every kiss, every second of me making the best play of my life.

When we walk out onto that ice tonight, it’ll be just her and me.

And when the music plays, and she realizes what’s happening, I’ll drop to one knee in the middle of center ice and ask the only question that’s ever really mattered.

And if all goes right, I’ll skate off that rink tonight with a fiancée.

No pressure.

The End