Page 106 of Three Pucks and a Baby

“Of course.”

“Why?”

He cocked his brows at me. “I could tell you that it is private, but as I said before, I believe in transparency. You know better than anyone what losing your dream would feel like. I spiraled for many years. Like you, someone gave me an ultimatum to get help.”

“So you were as fucked up as me?”

“In some ways, yes.”

“Interesting.”

Opening his appointment book, Dr. Zeller said, “Would this time next week work?”

“You want meeveryweek?”

“I’d prefer twice a week, but I know you’re on a tight schedule with hockey.”

“Fuck,” I muttered.

“Okay, I’ll go ahead and put you down.”

I snorted. “Fine. Put me down twice next week.”

With a grin, he replied, “Look at you wanting to crush therapy.”

“Don’t get cocky, doc. This has everything to do with that redhead out there.”

“We all need motivators.”

I tossed him back the puck. “See you next week.”

“I look forward to it.” When I started to the door, his words stopped me. “And one more thing.”

“Christ, what is it now?” I demanded.

“I would like to see the four of you in my office.”

“You want to see Bennett and Grayson and Vivian?”

He nodded. “Therapy for polyamorous couples is very important. Especially since none of you have ever partaken in a poly relationship.”

Crossing my arms over my chest, I replied, “I don’t see that happening.”

“I think if you broach the subject, you’ll be surprised.”

“Do you get paid by the person or the hour?”

“Sadly, just the hour,” he lamented with a smile.

“Whatever. I guess I can ask.”

Somehow I knew that Vivian and Bennett would be more than willing to accompany me. As for Grayson, he was going to take more convincing. Of course, I’m sure if Vivian asked, he would do it.

After all, the three of us were ridiculously pussy whipped.

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: VIVIAN

Two Months Later

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