Page 119 of Our Pucking Way


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“I can’t believe you did all this,” I managed to say.

Sebastian wrapped me in his arms. “You know I’ll do anything for you.”

And then there were more arms, Jack’s and Carter’s and Greyson’s, wrapping around us.

And I was home.

Epilogue

The atmosphere in the hockey arena was on fire, the air buzzing with the energy of the crowd and the rhythmic slicing of skates across the ice. Greyson stood beside me, his arm wrapped possessively around my waist as we watched the guys warm up before their game.

Our son, nine months and full of curiosity, wriggled on Greyson’s hip, his eyes wide with wonder as he took in the sights and sounds of the arena—or at least what he could hear with the giant noise canceling headphones over his ears.

I was the definition of a helicopter mom at this stage...and what I didn’t worry about...his dads did.

My smile was wide as I took in the sight of his chubby cheeks, his tiny fingers reaching out to touch the cold surface of the glass.

Greyson let me go and lifted Ryan up, holding him close to the glass as he pointed out the action on the ice. “Look, buddy,” he murmured, his voice soft with affection that melted me every time I heard it. “Look how good your daddies are out there.”

My kidnapping, pregnancy, and Ryan’s birth had been life-changing for the guys’ relationship.

I loved it for the most part, except when they were ganging up on me.

Which was quite often now that their bromance was back in full bloom.

Or at least how I imagined it had been back in the day.

I still hadn’t recovered all of my memories, and most of my earlier time with the guys was still a blank wall.

But my life in the present was so perfect...it made up for all of it.

I tracked my men as Jack, Carter, and Sebastian glided across the ice, probably breaking a million hearts as they skated by their fans. I’d seen a bunch of cameras recording Sebastian doing his hip stretches earlier—and I didn’t blame them—even if I knew they had an important function, I still got turned on when I watched him stretch like that.

I was only human after all.

As if sensing their presence, our son squealed with delight, his giggle floating through my ears and cutting above the noise of the arena. And then one by one, Jack, Carter, and Sebastian skated over to the glass, their faces alight with joy as they caught sight of our son.

They were all the best dads that anyone could hope for, and I fell more in love with them every day.

And hey, having four...baby daddies meant that I had a lot of help. I had maybe changed four diapers since Ryan had been born.

It was glorious.

Jack took off his helmet and pressed his face against the glass, making funny faces and sticking out his tongue playfully. Our son giggled in response, his chubby fists reaching out to touch his reflection.

Carter skated by next, twirling in circles and blowing kisses. Ryan clapped his hands in delight, his eyes sparkling with complete adoration for his cute daddies as he watched them.

And then, it was Sebastian’s turn. He pressed his palm against the glass, his expression serious for a moment before breaking into a wide grin. He mouthed the words “I love you” before skating away, leaving Ryan cooing and gabbing in delight.

Greyson turned towards me, a content grin on his face. “I think he’s going to be a hockey player,” he announced.

“Oh, you think?”

“Definitely, wife,” he murmured, leaning over and kissing me even as Ryan slobbered all over his sleeve.

Wife. I loved the sound of that every time he said that.

Even if that was one of the small things that had created a little snafu in our perfect life.

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