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“Hi Mrs.—”
“Nalani.” She keeps telling Mads to call her by her name.
“Sorry, Nalani.” Maddie smiles. She hasn’t pushed me to move forward with this thing between me and my mom. Time has to pass. I can’t just be okay with it.Especially now I’ve decided to go ahead with the paternity test so I can find out for myself once and for all.
I like the fact Maddie understands me and how I feel about everything.
It’s not something I can just get over. I think most people would be the same.
Some people may never even speak to the other person again.
Despite it all, I love my mom. It breaks my heart that we’ve been fighting and our relationship has changed.
“How was the drive?” she asks as I pour her a glass of wine.
“It was good,” I say as Kate and Kenny make their escape for dinner. I give him a trusty pat on the back as he goes. Hopefully, he can get through dinner without choking on the words he wants to ask her.
There’s light banter over dinner. It’s all I can stomach for now. Even if mom makes my favorite meal and dessert. We have a long way to go, but we will get there. She’s my mom, and I have to find a way to get past it, maybe after some time has passed.
I lay in my baby’s arms that night as we look at the moon through the window. It’s bright and hanging low in the sky.
Her back is to my front, my cock is resting between her ass cheeks, our bodies warm and sated from our lovemaking.
“I don’t know how I got this lucky,” I whisper to her, kissing her neck and stroking my fingers down her side.
She shivers from my touch. “We both got lucky,” she says.
“You know what part I love the most?”
“What?” she asks, turning her head slightly to look at me.
“We found love on the ice, baby.”
She giggles. “We did! I mean, teaching me to ice skate was something else.”
I shake my head. “It was long before that for me. The first time I saw you in my jersey, I couldn’t see all of you, but I knew I would never be the same. And I haven’t been since that day.”
I don’t think I’ve ever spoken any truer words in my life.
“I love you, Maddison.”
“I love you, too, Ashton.”
Those three little words seal the deal.
EPILOGUE
Maddison
A few months later
“I feel like a groupie following you around so much.” I giggle as we snuggle together in a hotel room in a town I’ve forgotten the name of after a heart-pounding after-game sexathon. It’s safe to say we can’t get enough of each other.
I feel the rumble of his chest as we both slow our breaths. “Groupie?”
“A one-woman Ashton Rivers groupie, anyway.”
“Fuck, that sounds hot.”
