Page 53 of One Pucking Life

“You’re my first too.”

She pulls back the covers and crawls toward me. “You don’t say,” she teases. “In the two months you’ve been a dad, it means the world to me that I’m the first nanny you’ve slept with.”

“You know what I mean. This situation—living and working with someone who I also sleep with—is a first.” My laugh gets lost in my throat as she trails her palm down my chest.

“That’s good,” she whispers against my skin as she kisses my chest. “But I’m not looking to sleep much tonight. I’m much more interested in fucking.”

I let out a groan.

A small warning sounds in the deep recesses of my mind, but at this moment, I’m way too turned on to listen.

CHAPTER

TWENTY

MAX

Igrab my bag from the floor and sling it over my shoulder, yawning as I reach for the front door. My body is still sore from last night—in the best possible way—and all I want is a nap, which is laughable, considering it’s barely six in the morning, and I’m headed straight to the airport.

Coach wants us in Chicago early to get some time on the ice before tonight’s game. Meanwhile, I’d rather crawl back in bed with Delaney. Our nanny-with-benefits situation has been going strong for a couple of weeks now, and I’ve never been happier. Everything about my life feels… right.

As I reach for the handle, I spot the hot-pink heart-shaped Post-it stuck to the wall beside the mirror—Delaney’s designated shopping list zone. Usually, there are a few scribbles in black ink, but today, there’s just one note. It makes me smile.

In her bubbly handwriting, it says:

condoms.

I grin. I don’t remember seeing this last night, but we did use the last one. I can only assume she stumbled out of bed half asleep to write it sometime during the night, which honestly makes me laugh out loud. I peel it off the wall and shove it into my pocket.

Although, we probably won’t need it for much longer. My test results should be back any day now. Delaney and I decided to get tested so we could ditch the condoms. She’s on birth control, and once we both get the all clear, we’ll be good to go.

Just thinking about it—about being with her without barriers—makes me want to turn around and climb back into bed with my goddess. But before I can act on the impulse, my phone buzzes with a text from Jaden.

Time to go.

The plane hums around us, vibrating as we fly through some mild turbulence. I lean my head back against the headrest as Jaden stretches out beside me. He looks entirely too comfortable for someone who had to be at the airport before sunrise.

“So,” he says, completely unprompted. “I think I’m going to propose.”

My eyes widen. “Seriously?”

He nods. “Been thinking about it for a while. She’s it for me, man.”

I rub a hand over my jaw. “Wow. That’s… fast.”

If I remember correctly, Jaden’s only been dating his movie star girlfriend for three months—one of which was a fake-dating situation designed to appease Anna’s dad. Honestly, I’m still a little foggy on the details. While Jaden was off winning his girlin California, I was back home figuring out how to keep a baby alive.

Jaden chuckles. “Yeah, I know how it looks from the outside. But when you know, you know.”

I nod slowly. “You know when you’re going to do it?”

“During award season, probably. Something simple but memorable. She was nominated for a Golden Globe, and I have a good feeling she’ll get the Oscar nod too. It just feels like her year. She’s worked so hard for it.” He shrugs. “It feels right. I’m one hundred percent certain she’s my forever. Why wait?”

“Dude, I think that’s awesome. You’ve been obsessed with her forever. Marrying your dream girl? That’s insane—but in the best way. If anyone deserves it, it’s you.”

He reaches over and bumps my fist. “Thanks. And, of course, you’ll be my best man.”

I chuckle. “Obviously. But maybe lock down the proposal before we start planning bachelor parties.”

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