CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXPaige slowly strolled down the halls to the arena. She should’ve been at her desk working, but after all Tyler had done to get her attention, the least she could do was go down and watch a little of the game. Checking monitors she passed on the way down, the Renegades were currently losing 2–1.
Her heels clicked along the cement as she walked up the tunnel that the Zamboni drove out of. She joined a group of employees by the glass. “They’re losing,” someone from the ice crew said.
“Do you always count them out so fast?” Paige asked. She folded her arms and shifted her weight to her hip.
“Um, no.” The young man stuttered.
Turning to the ice, her arms still crossed, she locked eyes with Tyler. A smile instantly spread across his face. Quickly he looked away to avoid the
