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I’m going to be a father?

The mind actually boggles what just happened. I don’t know what to make of any of it until I see Stacey for myself. And what the hell am I going to tell Cindy?

I sit there for a good five or ten minutes and finally pick myself up and make my way to the bottom. I walk mindlessly to the mini-mart next door and buy some snacks and a couple of sodas before I make my way back.

I need to fucking call Luke, maybe even Jay. But I don’t want to be gone for too long and make Cindy worry what the hell I’m doing.

I take the elevator back to the room where Cindy is pottering around, brushing her wet hair as she walks across the dimly lit suite. The night sky lit up below us, from the floor to ceiling windows, showcase the Miami strip.

“Hey, baby girl,” I say, when I walk in and plonk the bag down.

She immediately stops brushing her hair. “Ty, what’s wrong?”

Fuck. I didn’t want to walk back in here like this and have a face like a sour lemon.

Maybe I’m not as good at hiding it as I believed. Or maybe it’s just different when it’s someone I’m intimate with, rather than the Hawks team doctors I’m always trying to dodge with my back pain.

I can’t exactly tell her right now my shock news, but I know I need to give her something. “I’m not feeling the best, Cind. Maybe everything is catching up with me.”

And while that statement is true, I still feel a fucking ass for covering it up and not telling the truth.

I mean, I’m obviously going to tell her. I just need to get my head around this first.

“You look a little clammy,” she says. “Maybe you should lie down.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” I say. Though what I really want is to be buried in her arms, if nothing else. “Maybe I’m a little rundown.”

More fucking lies. And all thanks to Stacey. I just don’t know why she’d do this.

But I’m going to get to the bottom of it the minute I get back.

So much for my relaxing R&R, which is supposed to be starting right now.

Mine and Cindy’s fooling around session is unfortunately going to have to wait.

CHAPTER 19

Cindy

I’m not sure what happened to him since he left to go to the store, but he sure came back looking different. Maybe it is everything catching up with him. It’s been months and months of hard work. I’ve heard the guys say it can take a toll on your body the minute you stop the rigorous training and back-to-back games.

He slides into bed soon after and I finish putting my things away. I edge back the duvet and climb in behind him eventually and turn off the lights as I wrap my arm around him. He’s already asleep, but I snuggle into him anyway, enjoying this quiet moment to breathe in his scent and feel the warmth of his body. I still have the hotel robe on, with nothing else underneath. I was hoping we could do a little more explorative foreplay, but he definitely didn’t seem up for fooling around when he walked back in.

It takes a while for me to drift off, being in a new place and a new bed. And sleeping in a bed with Tyler for the first time is all new to me. I’m just taking it as it comes.

I know it’s still late when I wake up. I feel Tyler’s arm wrap around me and I shift in his arms as he stirs.

“Are you okay?” I whisper, turning into his chest as he pulls me closer. He’s shirtless, with just the drawstring pants he went to bed in.

“I’m glad you’re here,” he whispers back, running a hand through my hair.

My heart kicks up a notch at his closeness. It’s so damned intimate.

“I’m glad, too, Ty. Are you feeling any better?”

“Marginally,” he says.

I press into his side, my hand skating down his chest. I lift up a little and reach up to kiss him. He’s soft and tentative as he moves his lips with mine.

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