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Dominic hated holding grudges, always considered himself to be above and beyond that sort of thing because people were put on this earth to be loved regardless of their actions. And he wouldn’t call what Indiana did a mistake because, as she stated, it had never been her intention to hurt him. Besides, he’d never spoken up anyway, just assumed his sentiments were obvious — when, according to the girl, they were not. And anyway, she was the only person within the house that actually knew how to skate and was kind enough to offer to teach him because he’d always been certain he would fall and accidentally slice off a limb if the blades were sharp enough, which he was assured, they were not. He was hesitant, weary even, on accompanying her to the local rink because he wasn’t really sure how to act around her anymore. As soon as they made it to the rink, ice skates on and everything, Dominic was holding onto the railing for dear life as he wobbled along the rim. “I don’t think I can do this, Indiana,” he called out before his eyes roamed over to her, her movements fluid and graceful. He was completely in awe because she was good. And, damn, did she look beautiful.
