1 Work in Favorite Malec Stories
Izzy poked him in the rib. “C’mon, show us some tricks.”
“Ha-ha,” said Alec, pushing backwards on his skates. “Do you want to see the one where I fall on my ass, or the one where I crash into the side of the rink?”
“Hmm,” hummed Izzy, easily gliding along with him. Max stomped awkwardly on the ice next to her, his hand tightly clasped around her wrist for support. “How about the one where a dashing young man sweeps you off your feet?”
Alec frowned. “What--”
Alec felt a body collide with his own for the second time of the evening, nearly knocking him off his feet. He staggered under the weight of a full grown man, hands instantly reaching to his assailant’s waist to steady the both of them. When neither of them went toppling down he let out a relieved sigh, breath white in the frigid air. He looked up to meet an inquisitive pair of brown eyes set into one of the most attractive faces Alec had ever seen. He nearly dropped the man.