Page 83 of Surprise Mother Pucker

“At least I have good taste, considering who I choose to stalk. This adorable omega and her tiny terror that bring me far too much joy!”

Charlotte was currently fast asleep in her playpen in the living room. She had been napping a lot lately, and I had been a bit concerned until Kennedy explained that she was goingthrough a growth spurt, and it was normal for them to sleep more. She had insisted that I enjoy the peace while it lasted.

Maybe I was naive, but I had yet to see Charlotte truly be a terror in the night yet. I didn't think she had a single problematic bone in her body. She was a sweet angel baby, and I loved her.

“There will be no stalking of my child,” Storm grumbled as he strode into the kitchen, heading straight for the coffee machine.

“Rough night?” I winced.

“The coach is riding our asses hard. We have a game next week,” Storm explained.

“You're a hockey player, aren't you?” Kennedy asked, cocking her head to the side.

Storm nodded. “I play for the university team. I got a scholarship that paid for my education, so I've got to keep playing for them until I graduate. Hey, why don’t you come to the game?” he asked excitedly. “The guys usually come to my games, anyway, and it's a family friendly sport. You can even get these cute little earmuffs to put on Charlotte to help make sure the noise isn't too much for her. You know what? I’ll order her a pair online now just in case,” he declared, pulling out his phone, coffee forgotten.

“Sure.” Kennedy smiled indulgently at him. “It will be fun to see you play.”

Storm's face broke out into a shit-eating grin. “Thank you. It'll be amazing to have you guys there. I'll get you front-row tickets, so I can see Charlotte as I skate around. I’m twenty-three… although considering she's not reading numbers yet, it may be a bit difficult to recognize me.” He pouted.

“I can point out which player is Daddy.” Kennedy smiled, finishing the last of her eggs.

Storm rushed over to Kennedy, placing a kiss on the top of her head and hugging her tightly. “It’s going to be amazing!” he declared.

Kennedy narrowed her eyes, her smile faltering. “Wait, don't hockey players have full access to the university ice rink?”

“Yeah, you want to go for a skate?” he asked as he grabbed an apple and started cutting up slices, passing a few to Kennedy, who took them almost on autopilot.

“Then, why the hell were you at the public ice rink when we first met?”

Storm’s face turned bright red, and he opened and closed his mouth a few times as he tried to find the words. I burst into laughter. I knew exactly why Storm tended to avoid the university rink, but I didn't think Kennedy would like that reason.

She turned to me, alarmed at my laughter. “I'm not going to like this, am I?” she asked with a grimace.

“I…well…” Storm stumbled over his words.

“Our boy Storm here issopopular with the ladies that hang around the ice rink that he has to go to the public ice rink to get some alone time, so the girls aren't crawling all over him. Oh, and of course there are the puck bunnies who have managed to score a night withtheStorm Sanderson and want more, so they pretty much stalk him.”

Storm’s face was pale, and he looked pleadingly at Kennedy. She deserved to know the truth, but it didn’t exactly help Storm’s daddy image.

Kennedy’s face twisted in a frown. “Well, I knew you had a past.” She laughed. “And as someone who scored a night with Storm Sanderson, I can understand the stalking…maybe a little bit.”

My pack mate looked at her, horrified, as I doubled over, laughing as she casually continued eating her apple.

I was falling in love with this omega.

We had to keep her.

Eli took Kennedy to her scan appointment while Storm and I were on tiny terror watch. Charlie had classes. Hell, we all had classes, but our attendance had been abysmal of late. We were all nearing the end of college and were decently smart. We would be fine.

Family was far more important at the moment.

Supporting Kennedy as she went through her second pregnancy was far more important.

And wooing her.

I wanted to woo the pants off that girl.

After finishing her eggs, Kennedy went back to Eli's room to get changed. He would be back from class any minute, and they were going straight to her appointment.

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