I was happy that Liam won—hell, I was utterly ecstatic. I figured that due to my earlier mysterious problem, I was sure to pass out from all the excitement.
At the very least, I could use a decent rest. Whatever the hell was going on with me during that second intermission burned off at least half of my energy.
“Hey, are you alright?” Monica asked.
I felt a bit sheepish to admit anything. For crying out loud, Liam and his team were the ones rushing up and down the rink! If anyone had a right to be thoroughly exhausted it was them.
“Yeah, I’m okay.”
“So, what was that whole thing with Arthur just now?” she questioned.
I tried to fight back the flush that was daring to spread across my face. Nothing, I wanted to say. There was absolutely nothing going on with Arthur, certainly noth
