#Chapter 134: The After Party

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 nothing worth talking about. My head still had a hard time understanding why he’d gone out of his way to see if I was alright. The concerned look in his eyes was something I never imagined I woul