Timothy's POV

I shouldn't be here. I definitely shouldn't be sitting in my car in a hotel parking lot at midnight like some kind of deranged stalker. But here I am anyway, staring up at the building where Penelope's team is staying.

The semifinal game ended a few hours ago. Bloodfang won, and she scored the game winner with thirty seconds left on the clock. Even from the nosebleed seats, I could see the pure joy on her face as her teammates mobbed her in celebration.

She's going to the ...