CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENHailee
Today was the day. Hailee was headed down to meet the realtor at the space for her new gallery, where she was signing the lease agreement. Since the office space was right by Alison’s dog spa, she was coming over after, and they were going to have pizza and champagne in her new gallery. Tomorrow Hailee planned to go down to the club and quit. Things were all falling into place. Almost.
Against her better judgement, Hailee had texted Dom last night. He played so awesome, and even though he got hurt a few times, he won the game for his team. As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t turn the game off. She missed seeing him in net, in full gear, working his magic. Maybe he appreciated her text, maybe he didn’t. She could only hope it made the win a little sweeter for
