Page 31 of One Good Puck
“Midnight snack?” he asks.
“That’s actually for you. Emma wanted to make you something for dinner since you made her breakfast.”
Warmth flashes in his eyes. “That’s really sweet of her.”
“She’s pretty thoughtful. You don’t have to eat it, though.”
He frowns. “Why not?”
“I just figured you’d want something heartier than peanut butter and jelly after work.”
The corner of his mouth hooks up. He leans down and picks up the plate, then bites into the sandwich. “Is it bad if I admit that I have PB and J after games quite often?”
I chuckle softly. “Really?”
He nods and finishes the sandwich in two bites, then chows down on the apple slices.
I gently scoot over and stand up. “I should put her to bed.”
“Need help?”
I shake my head as I lean down and scoop her up. “I’ve got this down.”
I carry Emma to her bedroom, tuck her under the sheets, and kiss her forehead. She stays asleep the whole time. I shut the door to her bedroom, then walk back out. Gavin’s standing in the kitchen now, his plate empty. I smile at how quickly he devoured that.
I walk over to the couch and grab my phone. “Well, goodnight.”
He looks up. “You don’t want to join me for a late dinner?”
“Oh. I figured you’d want to decompress on your own.”
The corners of his mouth curve up in a soft smile. “I like it more when I have company.”
I bite back a grin and walk over to him. “Okay.”
Chapter 14
Abby
“So what do you usually eat when you get home late after a game?” I ask.
He nods at the empty plate. I laugh.
“You need something more than that.”
He rests his hands on his hips and shrugs. “I’ll do a protein shake sometimes.”
I tilt my head at him. “Seriously?”
“I’m pretty simple. And boring.”
I shake my head, still smiling. “Okay, I’m going to whip up my famous girl dinner for you. It’s ten times better than a protein shake.”
He laughs. “Girl dinner?”
I grab ingredients from the fridge. “Don’t tell me you’ve never heard of girl dinner.”
“I’m afraid I haven’t. I guess that’s my age showing.”
