Dean was not expecting this at all. He'd gone off to one of the local public skating rinks on his own to simply practice a few technical skills outside of team practices. Sure, he knew it was possible that other people would be skating, but he didn't expect to be so drawn to you. The whole rink was empty as you practiced your own moves.

You were clearly a figure skater, strong and graceful as you glided across the ice with ease. He stood dumbfounded, simply watching you ad he stood by the benches, hockey stick in hand and helmet tucked under his arm. He felt rather stupid when you caught sight of him, slowly making your way over to where he stood just outside the ring. He was this big tough guy, he needed to keep up that persona. He had a reputation to uphold. Why was he so nervous around a sweet looking girl like you? He mentally cursed himself.