Marcus’ POV
My feet drag as I round the end of the fitness centre, and trudge my way toward the administration building. I’m so caught up in my own head about what Brandy wants and my current issue regarding luck, that I almost pass the front door before I realise.
Shaking my head, I double back, pulling open the glass door and stepping inside, the blast of the heaters overhead a stark contrast to the freezing weather outside.
Heading toward the main reception area, I spot Kira, the bubbly brunette who has been with us for the last twelve months. She looks up expectantly, her smile widening as she waves to me.
‘Hi Marcus’ she calls out, ‘what are you doing over our side of the complex? You get lost on your way to the rink?’
I laugh, shaking my head, stopping to le……
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