Page 154 of Three Pucks and a Baby

Vivian gasped as Theo snorted. “Damn, Bennie. That’s something I’d expect out of Gray but not you.”

Winking, Bennett grinned. “What can I say? I like a little revenge with my babymoon.” He turned to Vivian. “What do you think, Pretty Woman? Wanna christen every room in the Novak’s pristine beach house with our debauchery?”

“Absolutely,” she replied with a laugh.

Always practical, Vivian had insisted we make reservations at a nice bed and breakfast just in case we got busted by Theo’s parents. As Theo turned into a winding drive, my jaw unhinged at the house before us. With a low whistle, I replied, “Damn, bro, you are rich.”

Theo cut his eyes over to me. “Once again, myparentsare wealthy. I’m disinherited, remember?”

“You don’t know that for sure,” Vivian countered.

“Babe, I know you try to see the best in everyone, but I think it’s pretty clear from the silent treatment how my parents feel about me.”

“But that doesn’t mean you’re disinherited.” At Theo’s eye roll, Vivian challenged, “They could change their mind. Especially when the baby gets here.”

“My parents barely tolerated me. What makes you think my little rugrat is going to make a difference?”

“Because a lot of parents have better relationships with their grandchildren than they do with their children.”

With a smirk, Theo said, “I’ll bet you me finally claiming your ass that they don’t come around when Little Man is born.”

While Bennett groaned, Vivian shrieked in horror. “I’m not making a sexual bet that involves our child.”

Bennett shook his head. “Just when I think you’re making emotional gains in therapy, you comment on that.”

Wagging his brows, Theo said, “Does that mean I can take your ass tonight?”

“This conversation is over,” Vivian huffed before throwing open her car door.

“Maybe a finger?” Theo called, which earned him a smack from Bennett.

After grabbing some of our stuff, we started to the front door of the house. As our shoes crunched over the pebbled walkway, Vivian kept glancing left and right like she expected a security team to bust out of the bushes. “Don’t worry, Viv,” I assured her.

“What if they have cameras?” she asked.

“Oh, they have lots of cameras.” At her horrified look, I winked. “But as a computer science major, I easily hacked into them.”

“You didn’t?” she gasped.

“I sure as hell did.”

She slowly shook her head. “Why did I ever think it would be a good idea to recommend a babymoon?”

I playfully rolled my eyes. “I didn’t hack into their banking accounts. I merely rerouted the cameras to repeat views from yesterday and last night.”

“I didn’t know you could do that,” Vivian remarked.

Wagging my brows, I replied, “I’ve got moves you’ve never seen.”

She laughed. “I look forward to you acquainting me with them.”

Theo unlocked the door. At the beeping of the alarm, he hurried inside. Although I’d reassured Vivian earlier, I couldn’t help holding my breath as he entered the alarm code. When it cut off, I wheezed in relief.

Theo grinned at us. “Looks like we have a beach house for the weekend.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: BENNETT

While Grayson and Vivian were on their date, I’d talked Theo into renting a boat to go fishing on Crystal Lake. Growing up, my grandfather always took me out with him on his pontoon boat. Some of the best days of my life were on that boat with him. I’d gotten pretty good at wrangling fat catfish and bass.

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