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Brooke:Maybe I don’t want him to play hockey.
Me:You love hockey players.
Dots bounce and bounce until ten minutes pass, and they quit dancing on my screen.
Me:Should I still come tomorrow? Or are you upset over me buying your son a twenty-dollar toy hockey stick?
Nothing.
Chapter Thirty
BROOKE
He pins me against the door with a wicked grin. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.”
“What are you doing here so early? Don’t you have practice?”
“Midnight game, so we just had a run through. I was hoping we could talk, but can I come in first?”
A rush of cold air sweeps in behind Reed when I push the door back so he can enter. I feel my nipples draw up as I shiver, and Reed soaks in the sight of my pert nipples pointing out my pajama top.
“Happy to see me?” he asks with a wink and a syrupy sexy smile. His finger traces the outline of my nipple under the thin lavender shirt I’m wearing. A chill runs down my spine, and he draws me into his arms. “I’m sorry about buying a present for Caleb without asking.”
This man rarely dons a coat and pushes his sweatshirt up to the middle of his forearms, which is distracting and so freaking sexy. When his strapping muscles cage me in his grip, it makes him even more irresistible.
I nod with my head buried in his chest. His large, heated body feels so good against mine. “I overreacted. I want him to be a kid and not totally consumed with any sport at the ripe old age of three and a half.”
“Is he awake?”
“Not yet.”
“Good, I need…”
I cut him off. “We can’t have sex when he’s here. I lost control the other day, and I can’t do that. I’m a mom.”
“You’re sexy as fuck, and moms have sex all the time. But if you would let me finish, I was going to say,talk. We need to talk.”
My foot presses against the other nervously, a reflexive action when I feel uneasy. "Do you want to discontinue whatever this arrangement is?"
“What?”
“You didn’t sign on for taking care of a three-year-old.”
“I signed up to be your boyfriend, even if it’s in secret. I’ve never really been a boyfriend with a real girlfriend, but I see what Hagan and Logan do for Adalee and Harper. They do whatever their girlfriends need. You needed a babysitter, and I offered. Don’t feel bad about it.” His fingers skim my hairline as he searches my eyes. “Flynn is hooking up with someone in this complex and saw us one morning kissing and then saw me again yesterday playing with Caleb. Logan threatened him, so I’m sure he’ll keep it to himself.”
“I hope so because I’m not ready to tell my dad.”
Reed is moving at the speed of light, and it feels like he’s a runaway semi-truck, going so fast he’s going to jerk the wheel and flip out, when he realizes this isn’t what he wants.
He’s caring and thoughtful, two things I never thought I would say about a hockey player. Caleb can’t stop talking about him. How he lies on his belly and runs the cars through the obstacle course. How he adds words to books and makes them “more funny,” as Caleb says. And when I see them together, Caleb always has one hundred percent of Reed’s attention.
“I don’t know where to go from here,” I say honestly.
He sits down on the couch and tugs me into his lap. His hand sweeps over my legs until the silence becomes unbearable. Several times, his mouth opens, only to close again. I wish I knew what he was thinking.
His tongue peeks out, dampening his lips. “We’ve jumped one hurdle—Caleb and I enjoy being with each other. So, let’s soak in all the good vibes.”
“You’re staying… with me?”
