Page 76 of On Thin Ice

I laughed softly. “My sciatic nerve. Yes. Still there.”

“Maybe I can give you a massage when I get back in four days.”

“Um, sure. Uh, so names?” I paused, shaking my head. “You know I’m supposed to be working right now, Dom.” I tried to sound stern.

“Then you shouldn’t have picked up my call,” he replied with a grin. “So, what are you thinking? Domenica has a lovely ring to it.”

“I’m not naming her after either one of us.”

“Allison is a beautiful name.”

“Thanks, but nope. That would just be weird.”

“Okay. So pull up that list.”

Then, there was a loud banging, and I jumped, looking at the condo door.

“Sorry. It’s over here,” Dom said with a sigh.

I heard muffled shouts from whom I could only assume were his teammates.

“I’m naming my baby right now. Fuck off,” Dom shouted back, and I barked out a laugh.

More muffled shouts.

“Fuck no, Sin. I do not need your help. And Harrietta is completely not happening,” Dom said, turning his attention back to the screen. “Sorry about them.”

“Do you need to go? I really should be working anyway,” I said, giggling as I heard more shouting.

“Fucking hell. They will not go away. Send me your list, and we’ll discuss. Go get some work done while I deal with my idiot teammates, and I’ll try to call you later. You watching the game tonight?”

“I don’t know. It’s in this time zone, so I make no promises about staying awake for the entire thing.”

“Shame I won’t be there to carry you to bed,” he murmured, and my heart started racing again.

“Dom,” I said softly.

I swore his eyes flared with heat, and then his tongue darted out, licking the corner of his mouth. It was all I could do not to moan.

Muffled shouts started up again, and Dom growled.

Dammit. My thighs just clenched.

“Okay, I really need to get back to work. Have fun with the guys. You know you love them and hanging out with them.”

“I wish I was hanging out with you,” he said with a sigh. “All right. Get to work and send me that list.”

“Bye, Dom.” I ended the call before I did anything stupid, like ask if he wanted to have phone sex or something.

I opened up my Notes app and texted him the list of names I had, then turned my attention to the report I was supposed to be working on. It was due tomorrow, and I’d just received the last few data points I needed. I had plenty of time to get it done as long as I shoved away all thoughts about Dom.

Baby Girl chose that very moment to start doing flips. I smiled, resting my hand on my stomach. There was nothing like thefeel of her moving around inside of me. With every day closer to her arrival, both my excitement and nerves grew. I wanted my daughter to have everything I’d had and just hoped I would make a good mom. I’d had a great childhood, and I loved my parents. There was a twinge of sadness that my family was now a few states away, but I didn’t regret moving. It was the right thing to do for all of us.

I rolled my shoulders, trying to get comfortable as she moved around. At least this desk chair helped.

Dom.

Of course, this chair reminded me of him. Sometimes it was hard to reconcile the fuck buddy I’d had on and off for years with the man who rubbed my aching shoulders and watched whatever movie I wanted to while binging on my current ice cream craving. I wanted to keep things as non-messy as possible, but if I was honest with myself, I was falling for him.

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