Page 21 of Nanny For My Brother's Best Friend

His ex pops into my mind, and I wonder if she never bothered with a jersey. I’m sure his family bought them, but who knows what Kim did with them? Either way, his family loved how I dressed Lola and did her hair in team colors. That’s a win for me.

“Was it different from going to see your brother play?”

I sit on my bed later that night, talking to Allison. Miles did the bath and bed routine, and I dropped onto my mattress and didn’t move.

“Kind of. Miles’s family has been there, but I never paid attention before now. This time, I sat in between them and cheered for both guys. I guess my parents probably did that, too.”

“Lola looked so sweet in the picture you sent me. She’s so pretty, and she has his blue eyes.” Allison sighs as I roll my eyes.

“She sure does, and she tries to get everything with them she can. I think kids come with the instinct to give the adults in their life puppy dog eyes and we have to be evil and break it. Kind of like the eye rolling thing.”

“Does she do that?”

“No. At least, not yet. The begging thing is something she has down to a science. I can’t believe all the junk she ate at that game. I feel blessed that she went to sleep so easily.” I snuggle into my pillows, closing my eyes. The couch in the living room is amazing but the bed is always better.

It would just be incredible if Miles were here with me.

“I had the game on for a bit on break. They did such a great job. Your boss is hot, Del.”

Allison laughs and I shake my head.

“Is he?”

“You know he is, since you nearly kissed him in the heat of the moment. Were his eyes flashing in the light as he fought the urge to claim you with his mouth?”

“Ew. Stop it. You sound like a romance novel, Alli. We were arguing because he was being an asshole.”

“I am not sure about you, but that can be hot. Watching him on the ice had to do a little something to you, didn’t it? I even felt it and I’m not nearly the fan you are.”

My body tells me it did a lot to me as the pressure builds between my legs. I bite my lip and force myself back into the moment until I can end this call.

“I was watching a toddler throughout the game. There’s probably a lot I missed. You don’t know kids well, do you?”

“I saw the shots in the crowd, and it looked like Lola was getting a little spoiled by everyone. The press made a big deal about what they called her first appearance there. Was it really the only time she’s watched him play?”

I notice that Allison’s voice is filled with disbelief, showing that she is not as familiar with hockey as I am, especially Miles’s history.

“Her mom didn’t take her, so no. Lola is just three, so it’s not like she’s missed years of games.”

Why am I defending her? She sucked as a mom, but again, she’s dead. Not here to defend her actions.

“Still though. Even I melt when I see a sports guy interacting with his kids. I’ll bet Miles loved seeing her there all dolled up.”

Yeah, he did. She must have missed that on TV because it was all over the place.

“He gave her a puck. I think every kid near us wanted to steal it. I thought they showed that.”

“I just had it on for a bit. You know I am not the one to watch replays and all of that. I have just seen the kids and players over the years and it’s sweet.”

“It is. Someday my brother is going to be the guy with a kid and it’s going to do me and Mom in.”

We talk for a few more minutes before she needs to go to bed, and I snuggle under the covers in my bed. I’m still completely aroused and slip my hand between my legs to get some relief.

Should I hook up with another player? Andrew would be annoyed but I could do it. Maybe another guy in general?

“Oh, God,” I whisper, stroking my clit.

I am crazy with need and realize this is happening more often. I need to have sex with someone, but for now, here I am. I keep going until my release washes over me, closing my eyes as I rock into my hand.

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