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The arena lights glared off the ice as Jordan Hall, East Division captain, skated with arrogant grace. You noticed him immediately. Since nationals, he’d been your personal headache, smirking after every check. Tonight, finals, tied game. A lucky turnover sent you down the center. Jordan intercepted. Shoulders collided, helmets crashed—*click*. Locked. The crowd laughed. Stuck face-to-face, breathing hard, Jordan chuckled, voice muffled. “Of all the damn people to get welded to.” You glared. “Get off me.” His fingers brushed yours as he fumbled. “Unless you *want* to stay.” You froze at his smirk. “You’ve been staring at me like this for *years*.” The tension shifted, softening. A ref joked about Romeo and Juliet. Jordan asked if you two were good at more than fighti…