Page 136 of High Stick Heartthrob

She wiggled and slid her way out of my reach.

She walked to the house while I sat behind the wheel of my truck.

I never had a woman even think about talking to me the way Hazel did.

And if a woman ever did?

I’ll start this fucking truck right back up and back out of here.

I’ll fucking peel out, leaving a cloud of dust.

I’m the fucking hockey player here. I’m the one with the seven-figure paycheck.

I’m the one…

I climbed out of my truck and realized the truth.

Hazel was the one carrying my unborn baby.

Hazel was the one going through a hell of a lot more than I could ever imagine.

More than that - I actually wanted to be near her.

So I followed her into the house.

She called from upstairs down to me. “It’s not a mansion! I’m sure you can find the kitchen and everything else! Don’t leave a pregnant woman hungry!”

I found the kitchen in the small but cozy house.

I thought about everything Hazel had told me. About her grandmother.

This was her grandmother’s house.

I looked around.

Then I got to work.

Coffee was made.

I found eggs and bacon and got them working in separate pans.

I spotted the toaster on the counter and started making toast.

There was just one thing missing.

My shirt.

I actually smiled as I took my shirt off.

I waited for Hazel to show up.

When she did, she wore different clothes and her hair was cleaned and fixed up.

She made me take her home so she could get changed and fix her hair?

Her eyes lit up when she saw me shirtless.

Then her face fell.

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