SamTrina did her best to keep pace with Sam as they walked hand in hand into The Rivers Arena. It had been a week since he’d taken that minor hit. He knew that scrap was nothing compared to what usually happened out on the ice, but Tri was still more worried about it than she needed to be. It was her job as a hockey wife, but playing the game to the best of his ability was his job as a player. Yeah, he had a lingering headache, but he felt good. Good enough.
The Renegades played Nashville tonight, and the guys were slowly filing into the building. He and Trina passed a few already in the hallway.
“Hey Tri!” Tyler called from behind them. Jogging in their direction, he quickly caught up with them and gave Trina a big hug. “You singing tonight, sis?”
Trina quickly held up her hands in fro
