Page 95 of Three Pucks and a Baby

At my remark, the guys buried their heads in their menus. It would’ve been comical if I wasn’t so testy. With a sigh, I said, “I’m sorry. That was rude of me.”

Bennett gave me a sympathetic look. “You can’t blame yourself. Your hormones are–”

I held up my hand. “Stop right there before I go off.”

“I’m sorry,” he replied.

“We all are,” Grayson added.

“I know you are. And I’m sorry, too. I guess I just had something different in mind for what this date was about.”

“Such as?”

“Maybe I wanted you guys to focus on me for a minute and not the baby.”

The minute the words came out of my mouth, I groaned. “Ugh, that makes me sound like a selfish twat, not to mention the worst expectant mother in the world.”

“It’s totally understandable considering most women lose their identity during pregnancy,” Grayson remarked.

At the serious look on his face, I busted out laughing. When he appeared pissed at my reaction, I laughed even harder.

As I brought my napkin to my eyes to wipe my tears, I said, “I really am sorry, Gray.”

“Yeah, you sound like it,” he huffed as he swiped a roll from the basket.

“Can you guys just put yourself into my shoes for a minute? For thirty years it’s been about me and only me. My interactions with men have been solely about me as a person. Now within a week, I’ve sprouted an entirely new identity–future mother. Not only that, but I’m trying to balance that identity with getting to know my baby’s fathers.”

With his signature smirk, Theo countered, “Imagine what it’s like for us. We’re just going about our lives, playing hockey,trying to graduate, and having casual sex. Then all of a sudden, BOOM, we could be fathers.”

Bennett shook his head. “We’re allgoingto be fathers, remember? Regardless of what the paternity test says, we’re all in.”

“Which is exactly why we need to be working hard on getting to know each other better. If this fantastical idea of us as a foursome is going to work, we have to work as a team,” I argued.

“You act like we have no chemistry,” Grayson pouted.

“Of course we do. But we have to find a way to convey that outside of the bedroom.”

With a smoldering smirk, Theo replied, “We have chemistry outside the bedroom. Remember fucking on the couch?”

Heat prickled up my neck at the memory of the three of us together. “Y-Yes, I do.”

“I would argue the three of us guys already have chemistry, or we wouldn’t have been able to live together for four years,” Bennett argued.

“And we know there’s nothing sexual between us,” Theo joked.

I couldn’t help noticing the flicker of hurt in Bennett’s eyes. I was starting to realize the kiss the two of them shared when they were coming inside me was much more.

At least to Bennett.

After taking a sip of my water, I said, “There’s one huge red flag that worries me about the four of us trying to date.”

“Your vagina shriveling up from overuse?” Grayson suggested with a grin.

With a playful roll of my eyes, I replied, “While that is a fear, it’s not what I was talking about.”

Theo smacked the back of Grayson’s head. “Focus.”

Grayson held up his hands. “My bad.”

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