CHAPTER 11
Kat had watched the television as the Renegades played against Boston. Her curiosity had gotten the worst of her, and she’d pulled out her laptop to Google Anna Jourdain. Yes, again.
Immediately she was hit with an image of Anna at Boston Gardens.
“What the hell?” she yelled. She’s in Boston, with the Renegades. Kat’s heart plummeted. No wonder she hadn’t heard from Kris since he left Pittsburgh. She wasn’t as pretty or as perfect as Anna. Tears welled up in her eyes. She’d always known this would happen.
Unable to stop herself, she searched Twitter, only to find another tweet from Anna. Spending the night with the sexiest hockey player I know.
The blood drained from Kat’s face, and she felt as though her heart had stopped beating. She shut off the television, turned off al
