Page 122 of High Stick Heartthrob


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“Seriously, what? Why not let it be a surprise?”

“Because this whole thing isn’t a surprise enough?”

“What the hell?” I snapped. “You really want to say that right now? While we’re out in public. Making me sound like some kind of whore?”

“Who called you a whore?”

“That’s right. I’m just some cliché woman who met a guy like you and opened my legs and let you in, then got pregnant. Right? Is that what you think of me?”

“I just want to know if I’m having a son or a daughter.”

“Why? Does it matter to you? Will you love him or her differently?”

“I never would. Just thought we could have a lighthearted moment here, Hazel. All things considered.”

“Considered? What?”

“We haven’t talked in a month,” Atlas said. “Seems like we meet up every month and have amazing sex and then don’t talk again.”

“Isn’t that what guys like you enjoy?”

“Normally, yes. But you’re pregnant with my son or daughter. I’d like to see you more than once a month.”

“You can call. You can text.”

“Can I though? I have no idea what to expect with you. No offense, but if these are hormones talking, then maybe you should see a doctor about it.”

I sat up, pushing Lynne’s hand away.

Squishing the ultrasound jelly all over my body and shirt.

“What did you just say?” I snapped.

“Okay then,” Lynne said. “Um… wow. I’m still in the room.”

I looked at Lynne and my cheeks burned hot.

“I’m so sorry about this,” I whispered.

“Hey, there’s no right or wrong way to do this thing,” Lynne said. “Let’s just stick to the good news. The baby is very healthy. Everything looks good to me. I’m going to send these images over to the doctor and that’s really about it. As far as the other thing… I have no idea. I’ll put it in an envelope. Believe it or not, this happens all the time. One person wants to know, one person doesn’t. It’s a big moment. So I’ll print the ultrasound picture and write it down. Stick it in an envelope. If you decide to change your mind, you’ll know. If you decide to wait, then just wait.”

I watched as Lynne finished up.

Her hands sort of shaking.

I could sense all she wanted to do was get out of the room. Away from Atlas and me.

And I knew for sure this was going to be the story of the day around the break room at the office.

The crazy hormonal pregnant woman and her super big hot hockey player fling that got her pregnant… arguing over everything and nothing.

I looked up at Atlas again.

He stared down at me.

And in spite of everything that just happened…

I couldn’t help but secretly want him to just lean down and kiss me.

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