Page 58 of On Thin Ice

“Anyway. I’m trying my hardest here. I haven’t talked about my family life a lot, but they are not like your parents. I want to do everything I can to be better and helpful, and to me, that means at least living in the same state as both of you.”

“I know, and I truly appreciate everything, Dom. Thank you for those super comfy slippers and the softest pj set I’ve ever had, by the way.”

“Brooke said she wanted to live in those pj’s,” he said.

I loved that he was talking to the moms on the team and getting tips. I never encountered this sweet side of him when we started flirting years ago, and I still wasn’t sure how to handle it.

“Okay, I’ll stop bugging you about it for now. Movie date tonight?”

“Yes. But maybe a bit earlier because I get tired way too early right now.”

“Deal. Get back to work, and I’ll talk to you tonight,” he said before ending the call.

I tapped on Darcy’s name.

Ally: Please tell me you’re not busy. Can you come over?

Darcy: Everything okay?

Ally: I need to talk.

Darcy: Uh-oh. That sounds ominous.

Ally: It’s nothing bad. Just come over. I restocked my ice cream stash.

Darcy: Should’ve led with that. Be there in twenty. I just finished my last class for the day.

Darcy: Kidding. I’d come over even if you were out of B&J. See you soon.

The comment about B and J made me think about Dom confusing ice cream for something else entirely, and now I wasthinking about what it would be like to fall into bed with him again. To feel him against me, kissing me, devouring me.

“Dammit,” I muttered. Would I be able to resist him if we were living in the same condo? And resisting him was the smart thing to do, right?

Ugh. Darcy needed to get her ass over here.

I drank some water to cool myself down. Then I had to pee because—well, pregnant.

Then I sat my ass down on the couch and waited. At least my work was done for the day, so I could slack off for the last hour.

Finally, seventeen minutes later, Darcy let herself into my apartment.

“Okay. What’s going on?” she asked. “We need ice cream now?”

I stood up. “Yes.”

She waved her hand at me as she walked into the kitchen. “No, I got it,” she said, grabbing a pint and two spoons.

“Who said I’m sharing?”

“Then you should’ve gotten two pints of our favorite,” she said with a grin as she sat down on the couch. “Now, lay it on me. Or sustenance first?” She held out a spoon.

I snagged it and dug into the open pint container, shoving some caramel fudge ice cream in my mouth before I held it out to her. “I could just eat this all day.”

“Same. Now spill.”

I paced in front of her.

“What am I doing?”

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