Page 35 of Baby Daddy Wanted

"Especially the Blackhawks."

"Oh?" She perked up.

"Yeah. Total hockey nut. Played in college at a D1 school. Pretty sure he wanted to go pro but got hurt or something? I can't remember exactly. But I know if you mention hockey, he’ll never shut up."

"Thanks, Maeve."

"Sure."

"Hey," she said as I walked to the bathroom door. “Good luck tonight.”

"Thanks, Franny."

"And remember, no matter what happens, at least you aren't going home with Kurt."

I scoffed as I pulled the door open. "There's an understatement if I ever heard one. Have a nice weekend."

"You, too," she called after me as I let the door swing shut.

Fucking cocktail waitress. For real? At the company party?

What a fool I’d been.

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