Page 97 of Three Pucks and a Baby

I shook my head. “No. I could never deny my baby the opportunity to have three fathers in their life.”

As Grayson exhaled noisily, Theo nodded. “Glad to hear it.”

“Getting back to dating, I do feel we should have at least two group dates a week,” I suggested.

Theo chuckled. “Seriously? It almost took an act of Congress to get us together tonight.”

“I don’t mean we have to go out. We could order pizza delivery and watch a movie.”

“We should do Netflix and chill…and then really Netflix and chill,” Grayson suggested with a grin.

“The urban dictionary definition of Netflix and Chill brings me to another point.”

“And what is that?” Theo asked.

“I think we should refrain from sex for a couple of weeks.”

You can imagine how well that statement went over. All three of them started talking at once and wildly gesticulating with their hands. I waited for them to get it out of their system before I tried talking again.

“Are you such rabid sexual creatures that you can’t abstain from sex?”

“Absofuckinlutely,” Theo replied.

“Especially not durin’ hockey season,” Bennett added to which Grayson nodded.

“Okay, let’s compromise. How about a week?”

“Nope. Not happening,” Grayson replied.

I rolled my eyes. “Five days?”

“Twenty-four hours is as far as we’ll go.”

“It’s been two days since I had sex with Bennett and Grayson.”

“And I’m already having blue balls in anticipation of being with you again,” Grayson argued.

It would be my luck to try and start a relationship with three horny young men. At the same time, that was also a selling point.

“Fine. Twenty-four hours.” As the guys smirked about their win, I said, “And we have to spend that twenty-four hours having some meaningful conversations.”

“Christ, what a nightmare,” Theo remarked.

I rolled my eyes. “Is talking to me so horrible?”

“It is without the promise of dirty talk and sex.”

“I thought you were more mature than that,” I countered.

Theo grinned. “Not coming off a four-week sex drought.”

I jabbed a finger at him. “Ha, see you have gone without and still won hockey games.”

Grayson shuddered. “But you have no idea what an absolute tool he was during that time.”

“Fuck you,” Theo muttered.

“Now that we have that out of the way, I have to say as a nonfiction author, I can’t help but be impressed at the apparent reading you three have been doing in such a short amount of time.”

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